A Siren's Mourning

I don’t know if I’ll ever recover 
Spinning in circles like a bag in the wind at the tide pools 
Will I ever feel like I did before?
Not entangled between the waves and sand 
Stuck in what could be, but not in what has come 
Drifting off the shore, ocean bound 
They say ugliness is thrown into the depths of the great, navy blue 
Then why does my skin scar and burn from things that hurt me?
Leaving marks so I can look back 
Once again, my tears are iced in a tidal wave behind my seeing glass 
I’ve been holding the riptide under lock and key 
Tossing it into the curling arms of the sea 
Have I become shipwrecked on jagged rocks 
A siren in white scales 
Luring you in- and then disappearing into the dark 
I’ll never be the same again 
A sailors “May Day” 
Sinking down
An ocean floor bed - in the salt water tears I shed 
 I’ll place a coral crown on your head 
Singing the lullaby of a fisherman’s end 
And I’ll leave you there 
Putting your heart beat to rest in the oceans chest 
I don’t know if I’ll ever recover from this 
Drowning in the ache 
Suffocating in the unknown 
The unfinished love is what kept me going
I never came to be caught in your net 
The catch and release 
A Sirens mourning - Leaving to be bled.