From the persona: Aphrodite
| Why do I
still care about your welfare; why do I still protect
you so? This I know; from my own perspective you do not deserve it at all! I do not call on common friends seeking to discredit your name! Why do I still care to ensure that you will be safe, secure; okay? So many times I could have lashed back at you, but I paused. I could stand up; let the truth be known to all, but remain still. Why these intentional statements, drilling through my heart? How my misery pleasures you; I do not know... yet, it does. I have searched high and low; to borrow your tone, but can't. I do not know how to wear the mask of mean; neither care to do so. But... if there is a mask that will protect me from you; I'll wear it. Silently, politely; my heart is bleeding in the face of your laughter. Oh, Keeper of Peace, please work your magic here; I beg. My endurance is wearing thin; vengeance is calling my name. Her spite is enticing me; my mood to soar to the God of War. Yet, patiently; I wait for when she'll understand this game is over. |
| By : Thys Groesbeek |