Hydra's in Pieces by Leia Mae "Yummy" Caliston

I dedicate this poem to all the girls who once shone so brightly and now feels like they have lost their light. Remember though, that once a star, always a star. We will be reborn in the womb of the Goddess and shine brightly as ever.

She was a star
She was Hydra herself.
Until he wished upon her
And she fell from the sky.

He took her on a roller coaster ride,
Created their own private world.
Confined in a euphoric standstill
Sweet intoxication - she's wasted, it's painful and most beautiful
Under the May full moon.

He kisses her against the wall before the clock turned twelve
She's trapped in those arms that promised forever.
It was an excruciating fall when he chose to let go.
Blinded by counterfeit lights
Watching fragments of kaleidoscopes of pseudo rainbows
In his artificial world.

She slowly opened her eyes
Saw that there are other celluloid stars sprinkled in the diamond sky tonight
She was Hydra, the brightest
Yet the most solitary one.

Her light diminished,
She journeyed into an accelerated darkness
With her mangled heart in her bloodied hands
Dropped to her knees in quite surrender
As she began to utter morass of endless supplication
To Goddess Asteria to bring back her ruach of life.