The Siren
My mind wanders, I don’t need a boat
In the sea of wonders, my mind picks up deep ends
They crush me, as I swim deeper
In the night, I face up to the ceiling
There is a storm coming, but I don’t even see it
Sounds start getting special, no whales or waves
I hear screams
There is a sky above, and stars shining on me
But the sirens calling me, yanking me
I’m scared because it’s dark
The darker, the lighter
I’ve found thoughts lurking that I don’t want to meet
I’ve found my siren that I don’t want to meet
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