The water comes for me

Lungs hunted by the water
& the salt of the sullen sea
No comfort in the
Yearning of my thirsty soul—
the water comes for me

I can’t breathe

A moon wrapped in fog under
the starless sky; 
dark as the waves that stalk me,
reflecting it’s dim light
Am I the siren?  HEAR MY CALL!
The water comes for me


I can’t breathe 





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  1. i really like how you seem unsure if you are the siren.

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