I'm looking at the bluish sky,
Thinking of the Olympus,
A place of Goddess and God,
Would I be there?
Yet, I'm not Athena,
But, I wouldn't be defeated by a wars,
I'm a soldier with love in hand,
I'll fight 'till I die.
I know I'm not Hera,
So gorgeous and loved by,
Yet, I'm a martyr fighting up,
A jealous woman will never be loved.
I know I'm not Medusa,
A girl who's got cursed,
Thought didn't do mean,
But to love.
I'm not a Goddess,
Just a ordinary human,
A girl with ugly face, and unloved,
Would there be a God for me?
Whispers of A Broken Arrow: 1...
By MoriartyGirl27
Whispers of A Broken Arrow are the poems that tell how love hurts a person. The stories behind one's (the au... More