Achelous' Daughters

The calls! The calls! The alluring sirens!

Sprinkle salt and dust onto my fastened eyelids,

Making them itch and grind, how they itch! 

I listen to the serenade of the waves, 

Knocking gently at the hull of my sanctuary.

The reflection of the water cascades,

Illuminating my caged cabin confines.

Begging you, Aqua, oh Aqua please!

I listen to the serenade of the waves,

Knocking firmly at the hull of my sanctuary.

The soft sweet melody, desperation.

Your whines intensify, a mesmerising gale,

Frustration at my reluctance to join you.

I listen to the serenade of the waves,

Knocking, beating at the hull of my sanctuary.

You crash and you roar, you abusive wretch!

Hurling me closer to the beckoning rocks,

Shrieking with rage and scalding madness.

I listen to the serenade of the waves,

Knocking, pounding at the hull of my sanctuary.

The calls! The calls! The alluring sirens!

Colliding, timber collapsing under the strain,

Then immersed into the biting surf

I listen to the serenade of the waves,

Crushing, consuming the skull of my sanctuary.