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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