Poetry for the Soul

The Siren's Song

Words ramble in my head,

weighing me down like lead.

A constant flow of voices all day long,

unstoppable, like a Siren's song.

These Siren sounds saturate my soul,

I have lost all control.

I am shaken to the core like a boat tossed by the sea,

Siren, answer my plea.

Why do you haunt me with this sound?

When will I be found?

The Siren responds in cryptic verse,

part gospel, part curse.

"Don't you see?

You will never be free,

if you don't listen to me."

"I am the song inside your head,

I am the unborn, the make-believe, the living, and the dead.

I am your inspiration, your sweat, your tears,

I spin the web of tales that constitute your fears."

"I am the hunch, that feeling in your gut,

I scream out when you are in a rut.

Stifle my voice and you will die.

Let me sing and you will fly."