Puella Aeterna
Waiting to be saved and sulking in the shadows
Watching your ghost live a life you could never reach
Dazzled by the stars above you,
the shackles dig deep grooves into the flesh
sitting on a cold stone floor.
Where is your great love?
He never came.
When you look at your reflection
Do you see a child or an old woman?
Puella Aeterna
You never found your place
never found peace.
Resigned your purpose for another
But nothing was taken
You never knew what to do with it on your own.
Has your life just begun or are you closer to death?
The lines in your skin grow deeper...
Is it from the smile you put on to face the world?
or from the frown when you sit alone?
Yet still you wish...
And still you wait...
Puella Aeterna
There's a black void within that's heavy and aches
Wandering to find the missing piece.
Weeping over the time that wastes away endlessly
Sad, small Puella Aeterna... will you save yourself?
Will you ever remember your wings
and fly
like all the Boys that were as Lost as you
who soared away from your disintegrating bones.
Woman, teach yourself to fly.
*(It may help to look up the term “Puella Aeterna” in Jungian psychology.)
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