Mythos Poem by Alejandro Torres

Sometimes I wonder
Why the Gods thought it necessary
For me to know about you
I wonder why
They felt the need
To let me fall in love
With you
You were my Medusa
And yet this time
It was this Athena
That loved you so
Your beauty
The stuff of legends
Was not what attracted me
But your Poseidon
A factor til this day
Corrupted by hate
Would not set you free
He simply would not let you go
And in your youth
I’m sure you loved him
But even you with wings of gold
You could not out run his corruption
And on the island of my heart
You grew bitter
And though I hold wisdom
On the palm of my hand
I was so blinded
By the arrows of Eros
That I did not see us fall
Into the myth we were
Until it was too late
How did I not know
You would defile what was mine
How could I have forgotten
How treacherous you could be
A woman
To your very essence
From the beginning
To the very end
But in stead of smiting my heart
You
I went away
No longer a pawn in your game
But the Fates
Wont let me forget
Haunted by you daily
With words so eerily reminiscent
To the ones I gave you
The ones you threw away
The words and stuff
Of myths