Category: lunawitch15


The days past by
They turned into weeks
I learned I had sisters
Scary as can be.

They were simply called
Erinys but not all of them were kin
Their Hair and arms entwined with Serpents ,
They tormented those who
Did unimaginable sin

Victims would call
A curse would be made
Only purifying and atonement
Could their vengeance be slayed.

Robed in black
Whips about their waist
wings shooting out their back
Their countenance the more fierce As blood poured from eyes
Down each horrid face.

The few that were my sisters
My parents did not really say
Just informed me that it would be best to stay out of the Erinys
Way.

I was told of half siblings
From both father and mother
I …unfortunately?
Did not meet
Any of the others.

Then one day
As I sat with Persephone
And laughed at a story she told
She reached over grabbed my hands,
She suddenly looked old.

“Proserpina my daughter
Spring cometh at last.
It is time for me to join my mother, winter is now past.”

She bent over and whispered
Down In Cerberus’s ear.
He took off in a flash,
Then he along with Hades
suddenly appeared.

“Proserpina there is something
we must discuss
Your father and me,
we’ve been talking,
And we are so happy
you are here with us.”

” We know you died so young my daughter
A life you barely lived.
We want to offer you a choice
You see
but alone you Must ponder
if you want, what we can give.”

I looked at them,
These fierce-some gods
I said I loved them, then
All I could do was nod.

When you’ve been together so long
That everything is like a well played song
It’s easy to forget. To ignore,
You wonder what it is all for

But the love is deep
Forged through time
The many secrets forever
The two of you do keep.

But when it’s young
Maybe a year or two
Things that started so simple
Seemed so true

Starts to seem like a bad song.
You keep wondering what it is
That you possibly
Did that went so wrong.

Simple requests
That mean the world
Get turned away
Your heart cracks
You become unfurled

You start to push
They turn away
You swear to yourself
They love you anyway

But every day ends in doubt
Do you fall to the floor?
Or do you shout?
Do you demand a change of pace?
Try to find the joy
You felt in the first place?

If it’s damaged this way
There is something really wrong
It’s time to turn away
To play a new song.

They might beg and plead
For another chance.
But you know it’ll always be
the same ole song. Same dance

You are better
than that kind of love
Leaving will one day
be a gift from above .

For in time
You shall see
That love such as that
should never be.

Cherish the good
And remember the bad
For when you are at your darkest
You must remember the fights

Remember how things
Started to go wrong
Remember the sadness
Of feeling hurt for so long

Then one day
You will wake and see
That it’s time to play
A new melody.

(For my cherished friend)