Because Athena & Artemis Love Me

Because Athena and Artemis Love Me.

Even the Gods let out a wail when the first arrow was shot, that arrow taken from my heart and put Into hers.

They cracked whispers of the waves,

“I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I must do this.”

Because Athena and Artemia Love me.

Aphrodite felt my pain...

A pain so grand that it was felt in different ripples of time, before the Wars and explosions.

But they knew.

I knew.

(Denial doesn’t save us from the Truth)

They know the gifts of wisdom of strength are embedded in my heart, soul, mind

While romance...

Is embedded in only the insides of my ribs, where my bouquet of flowers from Eve lay, blessed by the plants of Eden.

This shot was painful. But not out of spite.

Through pain,

This is the purest form of Love God has granted me.

Let me hurt.

Let me Wail.

Let the smoke turn to dust.

Just know I bit it-

And I will Rise.

Like the stars in the sky, and the Phoenix

On my Heart.