Tag Archives: muse

Twenty four hours awake, brain fueled on sugar and desperation to forget sleep and squeeze in action, hoping it will fix everything and you can rest, one day.

Prepare through the night and vanish before the rest wakes, greatful your work is seen but you will happily be at home, asleep or relaxed and away from anymore demands.

Mark those for the end but leave the label off, so they know their time is short but no one else can see and adjust accordingly.

Desecrate the path to their start and leave it without a thought, knowing it won’t hurt you and not caring what it does to others.

Block the way of the priority and ignore your audacity, too self-absorbed to realise others exist.

Reset progress to hide a victory over and over, but stubbornness will win and you’ll be acknowledged, someday.

Take away the familiar to expand on the demands and hope they grow accustomed to the change they wanted when losing what they did not expect to miss.

A bland flavour irritates the tongue and disturbs a temple, now throbbing with disappointment and the weary knowledge less energy has been gained than what was needed.

Childhood influence to form a loved gem, expanding to others and sharing your secret so maybe memories will become relevant and everyone will understand the wonder and awe.

Little treat waiting to reward the rushed, but guilt makes them choke and regret the indulgence they should have saved for when all their tasks were done.