You say the sirens have you? Do they? Does the pain within pull you to the docks? Dragging you in?
I'm wasting my time caring about your petty well being, though I love you with every part of me.
"The sirens! The sirens!" you say!
You say the SIRENS!
What sirens?
I've given you the benefit of the doubt, caught you too many times to count.
Given you my all
my love.
my purity.
For what?
So you can through it all away like you do everything else, tossing it into the ever churning waters, only to be broken, like my heart, by the rocks below the hazardous docks.
"The sirens! The sirens!" you say!
You say the SIRENS!
What sirens, Sammy boy? Where?
