Leaving Olympus: The Death of a Man.

You're no longer my Muse,

I'm leaving Olympus.

The whole thing was an utopia.

No certainty, only pseudo-hypotheses.

In mindless love I said, "I am falling for a Venus!"

But now I reasonably see, I was falling for a Venus!

How could a mortal reach the immortal?

How could a goddess fall for a godless?

I wasted my life for two years,

Dear Psyche, you're still not here!

And, ah! I am far from a Cupid,

now truly I see I've been stupid.

A butterfly flies, while a man does not.

One woman lives, while I rot.

At my very last days of damned breath,

Still I deceive the whole world.

Here I am, and there she is!

Let no one save me, and let me fall!

To the underworld, I'm leaving Olympus,

and now is the last Chronos... where you're still my Muse.

20:03,

"Scared."

With a perpetual misery.