I am a mermaid and you are my sailor. I will sing you my melodies that will bring you and show you the deepest and the most ethereal dimensions of the oceans. But please, don’t let me destroy my vocal chords

Si le sable tombait de sous mes pieds
comme j'etais courait vers tes bras,
je voudrais nage à travers la vaste mer
vagues me tirant vers le bas en l'obscurité.
j'etais dehors de toi
et pour tu, je chanterais
jusqu'à ce que ma gorge ne plus pourrait parler
et ma voix deviendrait le vent lamentations.

Swim in the deepest part of the ocean,
With waves over head,
A life pieced by water,
A nautical life,
Or aquatic wonders,
There is no fear,
Living in fairytales,
Mithical creatures,
Sorrounding the waters,
Travel sea to sea,
Hopes disguised as flounders,
Surfers all above,
And here come the divers,
Ready to explore,
The kind I belong to,
Sing to them now,
They'll jump off from sails,
To follow the voice,
Deep in the waters,
Desperate souls,
Following as I speak,
Gullible minds,
When told to go under,
This siren awaits,
For sailors to wonder,
To bring them in deep,
In dangerous waters.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

swim
through the dim
      abyss of the ocean's blue water
      to become a daughter
                  of the violent and quiet sea.

dive
through cold knives
      as your body submits to the waves,
      you must let yourself cave
                  to the water's hypnotic sway.

trade,
for green jade
      scales to cover your ivory legs.
      no longer will your wade
                  in the shoreline's shallow waters.

dance
with the chance
      of happiness running through your mind
      and you will learn, in time,
                  in order to swim you must drown.

I was Vivacious, lively, wild.
A girl who was wild and free.
I was the romantic,  the addict.
the unhealthiest of combinations.

With you
I confused
Trust with Lust.

they say you wanted this from the first moment, and in the end you were deadly.

there was no middle ground
you would **** all on this earth,
setting the place on fire and
the water cannot save me
        if you cannot have me.

it is okay to be breakable,
to never rely on anything as indecisive as chance.
to be fake, be secretive
to stop giving it more attention than it needs.

Temptation lies ahead.
but romance is still alive, if you put forth the effort.

I need to learn to fall in love with a person- not just the idea of
falling
        in
     love.
I should know by now that I can be
deeply emotional or completely merciless,
there can be no in between.

I am a Mermaid,
I am a Phoenix ,
I will rise from the ashes of this broken love and break free of the tides that have all but drowned me over the years.

You have no power over me.

I am Vivacious, lively, wild.
A girl who is wild and free.
I AM the romantic, I will always be the addict.
the unhealthiest of combinations,

but also the most exciting.

Sublime blues
Midnight moon light
The hym of the abyss can find you.
(The siren calls for her prey tonight)


It was only  sinful lust
A robustly thick waist
A jar to slip blood.
She slips into fear of what she's done
(She dips her leg into water)

The water puffs black
The ripples are pacing quicker
A hiss is what she hears
(The night grows larger)

Her dark brown eyes form tears, chaos is here
She feels wrapped in a deformed arm
The panic wakes
The slick hands searches for her body
(The price she must pay)

She turns and prays
The scratch is so excruciating
She screeches 'save me lord'
The hand searches again
(The siren Digs in to take her down)

Her eyes will reflect the darkness
She screams for mercy
She begs for life
The hand hold her ankle and drags her
(She is drowning)

The kelp tangles her in darkness
Bubbles fall from her shaking lips
Her limbs are a stone blue
It was only a sinful lust
(She is slipping )

The fish tail wraps her body into an ocean cascade
Shells and pearl ornaments
The sea creature takes her soul and builds it with strength
(Her life is dieing but her eyes are changing)

She is no longer human
The sea has changed her vision
The siren hummed her to awake
She did not

The night of the frozen
The night of the mysterious
The night of the darkness

Her eyes awoke, finally
She startled the sirens to her
Piercing blue eyes

Eyes of the ocean sublime blue

I don't wish to be miserable so I drown myself in a sea of whiskey and the rough waters of beer; but it makes me nothing more than a sad sailor, just letting the currents take me, a very sad life indeed; not something I would tell the boys at the dock bar; along with the tales of the mystic mermaid I saw in my haze of the ocean.