Empathy for a monster

You’ve been punished and accepted this fate, snakes hiss from your head, turning the men who come into your life into stone as soon as they see the sadness in your eyes. You praised and served Athena, when the wrong man took your innocence in front of her she forced you into a life of solitude, left you unprotected because it’s always easier to punish a woman. So what was it all for? She became your black cloak, turned you into a monster. Later you allow the snakes crawl down your throat to take over your tongue. You let them surge forward, then your body overflows with poison. Cruel words come out of your mouth helplessly when the ocean in his eyes remind of Poisedon’s actions. You’ve tried...But you can’t touch up the roots with hair dye, even the most ordinary weapons make hissing creatures become louder when you touch them with the aim to conceal them. You try not to hate him, you try not to compare him to the men who have hurt you but you can’t hide it. Not afraid he will end up being Perseus, your last fate before he brings your head to Athena. Wouldn’t it be liberating to be freed from your own head? From the darkness within you? Yet...you don’t want to die knowing you’ve been neglected and betrayed by somebody you trusted. You asked him to stop, you asked him to change it but...You’re always too devoted and forgiving when you’re trying to avoid the inevitable. You’re always too forgiving and yet..He ends up blaming you. Let him behead you, let him take you back to Athena, only that will free you from the curse. You let him crawl back to your life after you’ve had enough because...You know that at the end of all it, he will be the one helping you end yourself curse, that curse will only end with your death. You’ll both be rewarded, he’ll be proud of his actions and you will finally rest in peace.

Are you that scared to be alone Medusa? 

So alone you’re accepting crumbs of empty and non sacrificing love?