I need a title for my poem, I can't make up a good one that fits it. Any ideas???

Pandora opened her box within my head,
Now the darkness has went on its spree.
Turn from me now as you hear my plea.
Oh how the blossoms in my mind are now left for dead.
The monsters leave weeds over the paths they tread.
They laugh loudly with malicious glee.
They mock me as I cry out to be free.
They sneer with delight as tears of last night are left on my bed.
Nirvana is the state I soon wish to reach.
No longer would I ever have to suffer.
I’ll uproot every weed and plant an oasis of flowers.
And to these beasts I will impeach.
Until then, I shall learn to become tougher,
And never again be a hostage to the dark that devours.