Sometimes these images pop into my head

I don't know why

I don't know what for

Sometimes when I'm distracted

Or drained

And quiet

Sometimes when I'm hungry

Sometimes these images pop into my head

They're violent, but they don't mean for violence

No, they're calm, just bloody

Analytical, but with a knife

"Slide it across here"

They whisper, like a siren call—

innocent and beautiful, with 'good intentions'

"We just want you to be at peace"

Sometimes these images pop into my head

I don't know why

Or, well, sort of I do

Because once I was dark

And gripped in the waves with the sirens

I was tossed about

And afraid

And I let their song calm me

I let them stroke my face

And hold me

And now, though I am on dry land,

Occasionally I look out to sea

And hear them calling

Sometimes their songs pop into my head

But I turn my face away

And I pray

And rest in the arms of the Spirit

Rather than the arms of the siren.

AN:

If you know Jesus Christ as your Savior, then let us praise God together!

If not, then I pray that you come to recognize Him as the only way of salvation from your sins, which earn you God's wrath and just punishment in Hell. Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and no one will go to Heaven but through repentance from their sins and believing in Him.

If you have any questions, comment or PM me! I'd love to talk. <3

God bless!