A starless sky,
Mirrors of darkness travel on the clouds.
The wind whispers in my heart.I walk alone, upon black sands that glisten in a moonless night.
I listen to the wind.
She beckons...she beckons me to the loch.I know her voice.
It soothes my soul.
The tug on my mind is powerful.I feel the urge to open up.
To let them in my head.
I have nowhere to run. To escape.The loch summons me,
Her waveless waters so alive in stillness.
I hear the voices now, beautiful and clear like sirens luring the sailors to doom.They speak to me in sweet melodies of unintelligible words.
I'm waist deep in dark waters,
Voices pulling me forward.I'm neck deep in dark waters,
They are in my head now.
I'm engulfed in deep waters,And I hear their voices,
Clear as crystals...
They tell me, your soul has been chosen.
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Catharsis ||#Attys2016
PoetryWords purging me of my emotions. Words torn out of me for you. This is my CATHARSIS. Highest ranking: #312 in poetry.