Tag Archives: muse

Veiled through a fog that restricts actions but not demand, impatient ghosts scream into an aching head watching at the collapse and scolding all as useless.

Essential tool absent again, carelessly left for another to claim, drain its battery and hold hostage. Fruitless searching to unearth a dead replacement while everyone else pretends not to notice.

Hesitate to connect from the looming shadow of inevitable departure, stay instead in neutral limbo, feelings safe, unused, never fully realised but never fully endangered. It’s okay to protect yourself sometimes.

One sentence of venom to destroy all self-worth, even when it’s wrong even when you know that, it still shatters all progress and sinks you into doubt. Too tired to be angry, too defeated to fight back.

Seeping your motivation with a lump presence that saps all intention and ruins a streak of activity. Wait for action you know isn’t coming, always hopeful this time will be different and it won’t be down to you for a spark to ignite on wet rock.

Waiting to be met and elicit fascination as someone discovers who you are and why it’s worth knowing you in this world of endless people. Hold on, they are coming, they have to be.

Pick up exhaustion, the only option left, and wonder where the excitement went as energies deplete and everyone grumbles though the day. Last month seems so far away.

Shadow of my life always present always felt, tuck into the unseen and reveal a shock to upturn all. Time to rethink everything, time to reshape my world.

Unearth forgotten scribbles and plots faded with time, discover ideas once alive ready to spark from attention. Consider, push motivation, focus on a path and navigate, reach its end and unlock an old world, share it like its new. Remember who it made you.

Once you’ve known love and know what it is to love you can never forget, never go back. Even if you lose it, even if you’re alone it will stay there to comfort or mock to warm or drown, to end or begin.