Remember an idol
that drove you
on your path
with an image
not real,
but created
a better role model
for those
who now look up
to you.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Remember an idol
that drove you
on your path
with an image
not real,
but created
a better role model
for those
who now look up
to you.
They restricted you
for too long
and you operated
on will alone,
now you can flesh out,
build muscle,
show them the
strength laid beneath,
ready to be shown.
Detach my limbs
that have no feeling,
dead long ago
with my innocence
and trust.
Do the new ones
fit better?
Do I have a choice?
Make the decision
to trust again,
dispersing an anger
that kept you alive
but not living,
it’s time to embrace
the happy.
Smile
through the nerves,
tense energy
twitching into joy
as you survive
and proove your worth.
Pile on expectations
but I will
let them
slide away,
because I have
seen my self-worth
and am confident enough
to tell you
no.
Catch up to
oblivion
and regain composure
for when
colours flood in
again,
trying to overwhelm
and yet
still demanding you
power through.
Friendships dropped
through misunderstanding,
whispered poisons
spread throughout the year.
Can it be cleansed
at the source one day?
Is it too late
to try?
Flare up
of past hurt
cripples your day,
but you know
it will pass
and you’ll still be
in the present
where you have
rebuilt yourself.
I have time,
I’ll live long after
you have died
and faded to dust,
but you will
never leave
my heart.