Tag Archives: muse

Dirty boots seek the wet to coat more slime and hide the coat of innocence, once the undeniable feature of the monster beneath.

Release it all in music bare your being and stand vulnerable, waiting for judgement, waiting for the answer, and watch as they respond with tears pulling you in for comfort and releasing you into a brighter future.

Tremors of sound signal a promise of protection, form a sphere to envelop your soul and bounce off vibrations to strengthen  your resolve. I am here, always, to begin the song.

Confirm a schedule but change it on a whim, expecting others to comply without complaint and continue smiling, bending even if their back is broken.

Gentle trot to my run, taking in the sights and appreciating the breeze, while I struggle to breathe and gulp down water to keep going.

Suffocating presence of the past has finally been cleansed, the memories no longer hurt and you notice the kindness hidden in them, longing to reach out and embrace it, thank it and let them know you’re okay now.

Change your name to escape their shadow, but still the light is blocked with dark thoughts where they won’t leave and you can’t ignore them.

Refuse my defences and watch the consequences of cut flesh, flowing blood and the end of trust and security.

Screech for attention so all work stops, heads turn to acknowledge your demand while those near sigh with weary acceptance, ready to ruin a rhythm and change to your direction.

Glance over your distress, pretend not to see so their own will stay moderate, they can worry about the guilt later when they’re far away and no longer forced to care.