This poem was written on August 7, 2020, for my Creative Writing class. If by chance you recognize this poem from school, please do not disclose my real name. I will report you for giving out personal information about me without my consent.

P.S. They said we were allowed to write poetry based on stories we liked. Ergo, this.

The woman lay inside her cell,

Her body aching, pain a well,

As she remembered brighter days,

When she followed lighter ways.

Once upon a time she was

A strong young lady, wise she was,

And had an apprentice whom she loved,

But otherwise she was unloved.

An enormous army came and claimed

They were truly God's acclaimed

The woman, anxious for her child

Came up with a plan, dark and wild.

The idea of power tempted her,

And then, against her superiors,

She cast the spell, and bound in chains,

She fled from those who'd caused her pain.

Now she sits, lonely still,

In the cell of those who'd killed

Her dearest apprentice, dearest friend,

And her life was near its end.

Bitterness clenched her heart - "I say,

I will not go out this way."

So when her child came to her side,

She played her heart like ocean tides.

She cast a spell once more, and left

The unloved child, Hades' guest,

And she found that with that ride

Came her almost-suicide.