Sweet Sirens With Murderous Intentions
Like the siren’s song,
You are drawing me in
Spinning your webs of
Intoxicating tendrils that
Caress at first, holding you close,
Whispering in your ear,
“We will be together forever.”
Drunk with the ecstasy of her promises,
Enraptured by the feeling of power
Coursing through you.
But the most sinister inventions
Are often hidden behind the sweetest smile.
The soft caress becomes an ache,
Starting at your core and working its way outwards;
Where life once flowed now lurks
The pallid pulse of death,
And the spiderweb becomes a pit
Of pitch-black quicksand
Pulling you down,
Filling your mouth,
Your lungs,
Blacking out your vision,
Your consciousness,
Sinking into the fathomless oblivion
Of death’s hypnotizing embrace,
But not before you hear
That whisper in your ear
Held tight in a vise
As your blood turns to ice
“I told you we’d be together forever.”
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