#5 of Poetry
As seen in my Writer's Blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/03/the-write-setting/
And now she sings the Siren's Hymn,
No longer is her heart within.
The fatal chords which she emits,
shall cause others hearts to up and quit.
Though not intended her soul bleeds,
For every sailor she sends to the seas.
Alone, she wanders, a shadow lingers Paranoid, she stumbles, immersed in gloom Thick is the night, as phantoms lunge Stolen is her breath, stifling a scream Fruitless are her efforts, frozen in time Her soul, once pure... Consumed
If it's just not worth living and depression rules your life If the pain you feel inside is like your heart is slashed with a knife If ending it all seems a way to stop all of your pain If cutting yourself makes you feel just a little bit alive If...
'Tis sweet the melodies of the heart, two lovers hum while they're apart. Lyrics so longing, chords intermingling, but neither has even an inkling. That the tune they sing, while distance is king, Is the same sad song, the other's whistling.