Massive waves of nostalgia
seeping into melancholy pool
contrition dragging me down
trying to make me drown

I am not ready to go
Aphrodite I adulate
hoping she holds on
hankering to save me.
Salvation is a mirage
the struggle to keep afloat
fighting a losing war
against vices of the world
Standing like a boulder
braving massive storm
hoping to come out
ambition still unscathed