The pain you caused me hurt worse then when Athena starts a war..
The things you and me had together were better then anything Aphrodite could give...
Not even Apollo could heal these wounds...
Some were to belive that Ares would be the one who started this war,
or maybe even that it was Ares on your side, and Athena on mine.
I wish that Artemis would bring me sudden death with one of her arrows, because I can no longer handle this pain.
Maybe Hera could help us....but then again why not have Hermes guide my soul?
I wish that Poseidon would drown you in my tears.
All I want is for the gods on olympus to help me in my dealing with this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.