By Dylan Stoll

A mind filled with sounds,

Both hated and loved,

I hear the sirens call,

I listen to the voice,

she calls to me,

Day in,

Day out,

Enticing me,

Encaptivating my experience,

Leaving me empty,

A mind lost to the waves,

Like the echoes of the sirens songs,

amongst watery caves unheard.

Copyright© 2021 by Dylan Stoll

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