Tag Archives: muse

Stride out with purpose but forget a vital piece, now you linger, refusing to admit defeat but unable to complete your task until you return to the start.

Warmth slows thoughts, able to repeat actions but imagination deserting, causing the day to drag on and the empty feeling to expand beyond a simple remedy of extra energy. Seek out a cure of a cool rush and revive what threatens to flee into dormancy.

Quick whit to counter monotone, draw out caring and begin something special. Something you’ll never forget.

Drain my resolve with heat and snot. It’s gone.

Film my mistakes I never usually make, pressure revealing them, attention causing clumsy fingers and self-doubt. Count the seconds and breathe out when the button is pressed, when you can be yourself again.

Peace in movement, constant need overlapping any doubt. There’s no time to think, no time to question, just the certainty of the next task waiting for attention until the clock sets you free.

Protective distance to spare others from myself, so no hurt falls on them because I exist. They can forget and carry on, untouched by sorrow, untouched by me.

The chaos begins but you are prepared, aching ignored as reserves are replaced and smile stays fixed. A two years reunion settles content into bones, halting the doubt, even if just for one day.

Grow until invasive, too big to hide, too loud to ignore, the only option to shrink in pain into shadows and pray it will heal so the world will stop staring.

Progress through the levels while her energy builds, hoping you’ll reach the end before she peaks and releases her need for adventure.