Mermaid is Short for Murderer.

There are few people that you feel so linked to
That no matter their faults
Or how much they make you feel like you're eating a bowl of rusted nails.
You love them.
Like a mermaid,
They drag you under stealing your words,
And cherishing your last sane breath.
You feel mad,
And Tired
And all too used.
But
You can't help letting them pull you under the waves
At night the stars glisten
As they fade from your eyes.
Your eyes go wide,
You realize, too late, they are killing you!
Poisons kiss your corroding skin,
As kelp and algae set into your bones.
Like a rot.
And you are one with the sea now.
Just another of their victims laying on the ocean floor.

Home.

I want to go home.
To a place where I feel safe,
To a place where I feel loved.

It's always so angry here,
This place is filled with so much pain,
There has been so much fighting.

I don't know what to do anymore.

I want to run.
To let my feet carry me past the city's,
And past the oceans,
To a place where I can hide.

Take me home.
To a place where I'll feel loved for the first time.
And where I'll be loved forever.

Take me to a place where I feel safe,
Loved,
And warm.