Una figura solitaria accanto a un pozzo cavo sotto un cielo silenzioso - Arte AI | PicLumen
Prompt
I cast my gold into a hollow well,
To break the quiet of this lonely spell.
I wanted crowns and safety for my head,
I hungered for the words that went unsaid.
I called it kindness but I sought the prize,
Of seeing love reflected in their eyes.
I thought myself a monster for the greed,
Of wanting flowers from a planted seed.
But even stars demand the night to shine,
To want a return is a right divine.
You are not 'terrible' for needing grace,
Or seeking out a warm and steady place.
The door is shut, the key is thrown,
Go home and face the silence there.
I’ll stand upon this ground alone,
Without a single heavy care.
