Tag Archives: muse

See my insecurities and teach me I am still strong. Hear my performance of desperation and let me escape into a future formed from cut strings.

You built me when I was too young to choose the parts, structured my personality to bend and obey. But he found me when I broke and let me build myself back up again into a stronger person, one who can finally stand up to you.

Listen to their excuses and the whispers that spin the blame back to you, instead of thank you they’ll accuse, covering themselves while you sit in the aftermath of betrayal.

Back to that moment one year ago, will it be the same? Or will that brief happiness and tragedy be denied you? Which would be worse?

Survive the trial and cope with the wounds left behind, trying to perform the tasks that define you through the pain of pushing too far.

A wrong moment condemned the years, watching me crawl back up when the cloak of solitude lifted. Keep me motivated now to rise higher then ever before.

Begin in the weekend of alone, split yourself into three people and ready messages of lists instead of encouragement. Don’t you have emotions too?

Remember the beginning where intentions were pure and experiences appreciated. Did life grow dull, predictable, or did you stop believing in change?

Gain your redemption but suffer through loneliness. The right path does not bring you happiness, but you keep walking, unable to stop now it has begun.

Lose an hour of preparation and scramble into the day’s routine. Does it connect you to others when you answer their request? Or is your individuality fading away to become just a useful tool.