Poem: Calling of the river Styx.

There are days when I understand.

There are days when I feel it too—

The magnets pulling me closer,

Drawing me under,

Into the depths of the Styx.

I’ve seen its glistening surface,

I’ve wandered along its shores,

And that frightened me enough.

There are days when I understand

The ones who chose to take their chances.

Inspired and executed during listening to Pull me Under by Dimension, Rephaella on repeat (for around 10times in a row?🎧)