Oh sweet siren
what have you done?
The acid has rusted your edges
Is this what you have become?
Oh beautiful night sky
I detest the shine of your stars
My nocturnal eyes have been worn down by their light
They shine too bright
Oh dearest ocean depth
The water slowly crushes me as I swim down
But the farther I go the further I am from the light
My eyes can rest
At your deepest depths
The siren song carry's on
The stars sparkle something dangerous
And the purple haze at which I gaze
Turns to something Of wonder
YOU ARE READING
blurry minds and foggy hearts
Poetrywhen conflicting opinions mix in a sea of the same the only thing left is blurry minds and foggy hearts A.K.A poetry written at 2:00 am and altered at 7:00
