Sirens, poetry by me. Options

[*mishyerr*]

The sirens of my blood-filled sea,
Call seductively and frequently for me.
Their voices sing of a voluptuous, sweet killing,
But to follow this path, I must be willing.
I’d close my eyes, let the glass slide through,
Heaven on earth would suddenly be true.
Now my worries and fears have dissipated,
And I have paid so my mind will be belated.
I apologize that I do not fill your time,
Full of sweet sex and physical rhyme.
For I thought that you cared about my heart,
But loss of touch has set you far apart.
Well, I won’t waste my precious affection,
For I have lost it before in a fatal attraction.
I cannot control anymore, the door is shut,
They thought that my young mind was too corrupt.
Now I walk still with my head up straight,
I can smile and appear in a dazed blithe state.
But a soon as humanity has lost sight of ‘the her,’
Misery laces out my tears, becomes my lover.
How many times has my heart been broken,
I gave you my soul, with my heart wide open.
The philosophy I once strongly believed,
Made me so my heart would not be diseased.
Once again, I look at love with indifference,
Delighting in others failures and dissonance.



Written in a ranting and despondent mood.

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