Tag Archives: muse

Paint with foil, the reflection revealing something beneath long hidden and long forgotten. Time to surface now, time to remember the possibility of colour.

Silence is sulking, voicing is accusation. Either way you’re losing, either way you’re in the wrong. Do better.

Sound to ignite a wave of energy, a sign to begin the day and its tasks. Reaching to snooze when nothing is offered, a deadly cycle you slip deeper in and have no incentive to escape.

The strike of the clock thrusts you from that world and creates a two-day block, leaving you helpless, without purpose until a solution can be found. Remember to blink and see what’s real around you.

Embark on a quest, a task to test your worth and those you entrusted to help, believing in a dream above all others and preparing to live through anything to see it fulfilled. Will it look the same, at the end?

New adventures to stir the soul and resuscitate a need for excitement, pounding blood throughout your body and igniting a thrill to be the best, and uncover the newest most dangerous tests you’ll overcome and grow from.

Live for the guilt, its presence forcing breath into your lungs and driving movement into your body. Let go and what’s left? Does that person even exist anymore? Are they worth you trying?

Cut away the weight and offer opportunities of a different perspective, one where you have confidence and believe you are worth the air you breathe.

Excrete life and energy to please others who don’t even realise, too busy with their own doubts to acknowledge their connection to yours.

Retrace to familiar and sigh at the steady ground hoping its confidence will seep into your body and drive your path to a future of happiness, or at least somewhere you can be your true self.