Despair

From the salty shore
I went far inland.
And found so much bore
In the nooks of northland.

Jove is so unkind
For the likes of me,
For misfortune binds
Like vine to a tree.

Great folly it is
Venture so far north,
Have Medussa's kiss
Or ill luck of sort.

Now i dream to flee
The glum hole i'm in.
What a misery
Currently i've been.

Plunge in cold water
If only i could.
For it is better
Than ways i would.

Nothing else matters
But be free from here,
A place with a curse
Of many a tear!