Sleep sweetly with the sirens

Ah, you’ve done it again.
You’ve waged a war I couldn’t win,
and now I bear the battle scars
of every hope spared to a fallen star.

Gravity is merciless, it pays no heed
to the wishes that every poet bleeds,
but I had thought you’d find a way
to rewrite this universe and let me stay.

Yet here I rest on forsaken shores,
more lost than I ever was before.
The tide licks these frigid toes,
offering me reprieve for my every woe.

The decision is made, the song is sung,
the sea rises and fills my lungs.
And in the embrace of sunlit waves,
the mermaids bring me to my grave.