The sirens
Out in the darkness,
I see the tails.
Swimming closer
Shadows turn, into males.
I see my reflection,
Under the water.
Waves of gold,
As they clawed her.
I see the sirens,
As they hold me,
Under the waves,
Trying to break free.
Is it all futile,
Will someone save me,
Do I let go of,
What I cannot forsee.
I try to break out.
Fight for my life back,
They are too strong,
Vision fades to black.
I am alone here,
No one is around,
I feel their claws,
As I am drowned.
I try to look at,
The sirens. The sounds,
Peirce my ears,
My heart pounds.
I finally wake up,
From this nightmare,
No body knows,
I just died here.
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