The sirens are calling
they are ringing and screeching
piling on noises as they
claw away at my soul
I had not a day of peace
they tormented me
with beguiling chants
lullabies meant to frazzle me
It sent me on a haywire
I could not sleep without hearing them
feeling them
even behind closed eyes they saw me
They were in my dreams
in my reflections
erasing me
piece
by
piece
Éloa 
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