Beneath the Gaze of Gods
A poem
Published in
Aug 9, 2024
I am Athena’s whisper in a world of silence, my thoughts a labyrinth, each breath a battle cry, each heartbeat an echo of Olympus.
Shadows of gods flicker in my veins, seeping into my marrow with the weight of ancient sorrows.
I weave words like Arachne, spinning threads of golden agony and triumph.
The night cradles me, stars piercing through the fabric of my mind, illuminating secrets I dare not speak.
I stand on the precipice of eternity, gazing into the abyss of my myth.
In the end, I fear not the gods but the silence within.
