I did nothing to deserve this. I was born. I did not get to choose into what, I did not choose this face And so they say I am blessed by it! but I am

Lost.

It is not Wise to turn your back to the ocean As I did. Once. He grinds sharp things to stones to sand. And salt. The Ocean takes what he wants.

It is not Wise to trust your God, As I did. Once. She betrayed me, In the same breath I was both victim and villain And my body became not mine:

Gold to scales and Teeth that bite before I can smile. And my smile? Is her weapon That cuts me even as I wield it:

Any love I might earn Is set in stone and I am alone With these ghosts I have created.

I am alone.

Look at me.

Look at what they have done to me. I am a monster. They made

me the monster.

My body was his plaything My body is her tool My body is your myth. But my name? My name is mine alone. My name is all I have left. My name is Medusa. And I Did nothing.