Blodeuwedd

Flower face

Oh princess of lies and deceit

An owl even at night and in mourning

You are the queen of your own future

A myth to all but to me you are real

Perhaps you were made to satisfy man

But they created you to love

Then they cast you aside when it wasn't who they desired

To be moved from fields to a towering grand castle

To be stripped of choice and forced to marry a tyrant when your days were composed of basking in the sun and eating her light

To be punished with the freedom of a bird

To trick the world into giving you the freedom you deserved and make them think it was all their plot

Yet you could not have understood that you would lose what you loved to do so

Victim to villainess

This is a fate you earned but did not deserve