Slice The Cake 

 

  

 

   The Siren's Song

 

 

  A schism appears

   My identity fragments, leaving glimpses

   In its wake of who I could've been and might yet be

   Through the grey I see myself illuminate

  

   I see a Siren in my dreams

   She sings to me, her voice angelic

   She brings to me glimpses of perfection

   A previous life, idealised lies?

   It's all the same to me.

  

   And when all is said and done

   Her voice still echoes in my ears

   A ringing sound I cannot bury

  

   Yet I feel torn by her ever present guiding hands

   Do I reject this world and substitute my hatred for her love?

  

   This schism it heals

   A state of unity approaches

   

  

   I yearn for transcendence

   She shows me the door but I lack the key

  

   She tells me stories

   She tells me tales

   She sings me songs of love

   and songs of loss

  

   She draws me to the water

   And I wade in

   Content to let the ocean

   Take me where it will

  

   I gaze upon her spirit

   I see a face

   It took all this time to realise

   This face is mine