The Darkness Below




Be careful not to be lured into the siren's gaze,

Where shadows dance and moonlight's drowned in haze,

The whispers call, a haunting, mournful sigh,

Beckoning you closer, to the darkness of the sky.


In twilight's hush, where terrors softly creep,

The siren's song, a macabre waltz, you'll keep,

A fatal rhythm that entwines your soul,

As darkness closes in, your heart's final role.


Her eyes, like lanterns in the darkest night,

Glow with an otherworldly, malevolent light,

Yellow orbs that pierce, like sulfurous flames,

Illuminating doom, in her dark, oceanic games.


Her long black hair, like seaweed's golden flow,

Undulates beneath, the waves' dark, silent glow,

Her scales, like polished obsidian, shine,

Reflecting moonlight's ghostly, eerie design.


In the foggy depths, she swims with deadly ease,

A monster of the night, with a beauty to freeze,

Her voice, a melody, that echoes through the sea,

A siren's call, that beckons you to destiny.


So heed the warning, turn away from the tide,

Before the siren's gaze, becomes your mortal pride,

For in her eyes, you'll find a darkness so profound,

A void of eternal night, where hope's forever drowned.


The fog swirls round, a chilling, ghostly shroud,

As the siren's song, becomes a haunting, mournful cloud,

That wraps around your heart, and slowly starts to squeeze,

The life from your veins, in a cold, dark, oceanic freeze.


In her dark lair, where the pressure's crushing might,

The siren waits, with an eternal, wicked delight,

For the next victim, to succumb to her charms,

And join the legion, of the damned, in her dark, oceanic arms.


Yet, still you're drawn, to the siren's deadly song,

A morbid fascination, that holds you strong,

But beware, dear sailor, of the siren's treacherous might,

For in her gaze, lies eternal, darkest night.


The siren's gaze, a mesmerizing spell,

That holds you captive, in a dark, sweet hell,

A place where reason's lost, and madness reigns,

And you're forever doomed, to her eternal pains.


The darkness closes, like a shroud of night,

As the siren's song, becomes your final, fading light,

And in her arms, you'll find a grave so deep,

A tomb of silence, where your screams will eternally sleep.


So let this be, a warning to all who roam,

The dark, oceanic depths, where the siren's home,

Beware her gaze, and the treacherous call,

For in her darkness, lies a fate, beyond them all.


Hope you enjoyed 😉 love yall 💋❤️

Ashley Marie 🧜🏼‍♀️💜👽 

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