There comes a time when I must decide on what’s worth fighting for,
and what dreams I should let die.
I'm all alone, lonely every moment.
Just hanging on to the hope that he’ll return.
The suitors are lined up waiting for me, but still my heart is his.
So I rip out another row on that tapestry, the one that’s proved a blessing and a curse.
And I wait for his return.
Every night, I dream of him, and every time I see my son I hold back tears, because they’re so alike.
But now, now my time is almost up.
And soon I must make my choice.
Do I give him up for dead?
I know that in my heart, I still feel him alive somewhere.
But everyone is waiting for me now.
Is it easier just to go with the status quo?
Held out for three long years, and then betrayed, can I bring yourself to betray my marriage vows?
No, I will stand strong, and stand my ground, because the Gods have given me faith.
And now I see a beggar, a man who so reminds me of the one I’ve lost.
So I will set a task that must be mastered for my hand,
A ridged bow only one man can string and an arrow straight and true through twelve axe shafts.
And if I choose wrongly, may Artemis strike me down.
Because the breaths off the sea just serve as a reminder to me, of everything I’ve lost.
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