Only Medusa
The silence is deafening
The walls are cold and lined with cracks
I can still see his face in the water
I’m alone
This place is broken and worn
Nature refuses to dance here
My family has turned away from me
And I wait
They come from all over
Cars, buses, bikes, it doesn’t matter anymore
The only thing they want is me served on a plate
I will wait
She said I had betrayed her
Stoned her into rubble
A siren who can only terrorize
I'm a disgrace
He said he loved me
Said I was his only
What else is a heart to do
But love?
No one can understand nor look past a simple face
Water shows only reflections
Dead or alive
They all perish the same
Tears stain my cheeks
A voice faintly whispers my name
Snakes eyes pierce my soul and I freeze
Another calls my name…
Medusa...
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