Tag Archives: muse

Greet the grass by ripping it apart and throwing the remains like confetti to proudly display your triumph of conquering the outside.

Shake off the fog of misery and appreciate all you have, snuggle closer to your comfort and pray it never leaves. Heavy days happen but live through and breathe again.

Categorise your symptoms to be told you’re stressed, problem solved, juts learn to relax and all your problems will be gone… Why aren’t you relaxed yet? What’s wrong with you? Stop being so dramatic, it’s only stress, get over it.

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.