Tag Archives: muse

Organise your corner of chaos and bask in the small order, ignoring all those looking in who see only mess and missing.

Restore the collapsed by stacking them on the new, forcing their weight down on strength until it’s gone and a newer batch will now be forced to carry them.

Imagine a magic that gives all a choice but eliminates heartache, would you cast it? Would it help?

Avert your gaze and I will pass unnoticed, so used to being invisible through sustain that I will cut your throat before you deliver your final insult.

Die twice to begin living as your real self, your reunited whole clasping at pained memories that have shaped your resolve to keep trying, no matter what.

Melt into passion, desire dripping inescapable heat and painfully awakening the end to prove life can be reborn.

The sight of hope awakened when you draw near is unfamiliar, never experienced, but so powerful your overwhelming happiness spills in tears and sobs the relief of finally being wanted.

I waited in this field of white to be found and told I matter. No one came. My body died. I stopped waiting and freed my spirit, to walk and discover and live.

Test my resolve and learn experience is not everything; the power to change is in my hands… and you are in my way.