Tag Archives: muse

Rush to deliver and hope it reaches with more affection than the thought put into it, too distracted with exhaustion to plan ahead further.

Remake the announcement or watch the dedicated wither into despair, the anticipation dying but trying to remain content with the treasure they’ve already been given.

Mixed emotions swirl and battle, shifting your outlook from helpful to grim, content to helpless, loving to exhausted.

Return to the longing and false hope you had finally managed to escape, but happiness was brief and the process begins again, heart battered but not broken enough to stop. Yet.

Shock of arrival to inspect your worth and proclaim if you pass as human or if you need to study and observe before trying again.

Click to add quantity and stumble on destination, the task of replacing growing harder and only you seem to care.

Trance of darkness, a moment of stillness to shut out the overwhelming light, hoping sometime away will help you remember the right adjustment.

Plaided moments make up your plans, measuring your capabilities through luck and desperation.

Carve my popularity into a rock, its nature unchanging except when it’s defiled by the surroundings, causing it to shrink and blend into dirt.

The end of peace enabled through movement and sound, its story complete, leaving you alone to find another or remain stuck in the moment.