by Dominic Silvestri
I have a tale to tell you, come gather round sailors
A tale of a girl who haunts me w’out fail
A beauty from the homeland of which I do hail from
And she traveled with me from whence I did sail
Her hair was golden like pure woven sunshine
Her eyes were clouded like the dark stormy sea
Her lips were blood red, breasts pale as the moon shine
Her smile drove me mad as you soon will see
CHORUS:
Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly
Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread
Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me
Even if it means to come back from the dead
She had the patience of saints with all of my talking
And when I was a drunken, cowardly fool
But her patience was tempered by her constant walking
Along the docks, the graveyard and the misty swamp pools
I followed her nightly and professed my desire
She smiled kindly but never replied
I thought she was haughty and thought me a liar
I thought that until the night that she died
I come to find out she was created without voice
Born deaf and mute and terribly sad
But my jealous heart thought her silence was her choice
Because I felt that her beauty had driven me mad
CHORUS:
Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly
Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread
Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me
Even if it means to come back from the dead
One night back in spring time I was out on the moor’s edge
I saw Siobhan and I called out her name
She turned with a smile on her celestial visage
And I replied with a smile of my own just the same
I was filled with lust and murderous intent
My hands gripped the hilt of my very own sword
I knew that if I could not have my dearest Siobhan
Then no one else claim her save our Heavenly Lord
I walked behind her knowing she could not hear me
Poor Siobhan take your last earthly breath
I raised my sword and put my hand to her shoulder
She turned to me and I saw my own death
Siobhan’s smile was filled with hundreds of sharp teeth
Like the mouth of a murderous, unfeeling shark
Her grin spread until her head toppled open freely
And in it, I was swallowed whole in the dark
CHORUS:
Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly
Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread
Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me
Even if it means I came back from the dead
Now every full moon upon that same causeway
You may see the wandering ghost of a girl
And behind her a menacing figure as always
A headless and heartbroken man of the world
I tell you this tale my dearest sea urchins
Because you yearn for what lies past the sea
I tell you my tale, my dearest sea urchins
Because one day you’ll lose your head… for a girl… like me
About the Author
Dominic (Dom) Silvestri (he/him) is an aspiring author who is passionate about writing, and loves a good scary story. He has published other works under different pen names, but the scary stuff belongs to his alpha personality, Dominic Silvestri. It’s the one that keeps him up at night.
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