Despair

Hatred 

for those she holds dear

and yet 

Love and Understanding

war wages between 

the light and the dark

and she never knows which side 

will become the victor

Rage 

for all those who have wronged her

and vengeance cries the night

her soul and heart corrupted

crying out for blood

and yet 

serenity eases her fury

keeps it just below the surface

and with a smile out of sight

it's like a monster 

consuming her from within

slowly devouring the light she clings to

and on some days 

it seems so easy to let go 

to allow the darkness to swallow her whole

to let the fire consume her entirely

but something makes her hold on

perhaps the hope sown by Prometheus

perhaps a tiny glimmer of the warrior within

Greeks do not surrender.