Tag Archives: muse

Playback the awkward and speed up the skill. Cut together the progress and upload for judgement. Submit and wait for approval.

Measure my worth through physical attributes, whether they are used or not and decide to pursue a dream of what could be, not noticing the reality that already presents itself.

Fire warmth draining from your veins, leaving ice and confusion, the shock so complete you can’t remember who you are or how to return heat into your soul.

Dotted path to follow, the faint hints shadows in your mind. Are they even real? Do you want them to be?

Dizzy whirl of constant tasks to complete and perfect before you can grab some cold air to try remember what normal feels like. Perhaps this is normal now.

Anxious thoughts play out scenarios that will never come to pass, but still a headache forms at the thought of them, leaving you irritated and unable to relax, unable to smile, unable to breathe.

Record my progress with a time limit, to show your skills of repetition, rehearsal and hope this will convert into actual skill.

Seaweed shark slinks across the sand, hunting out the ripples to test out courage and cunning, dancing away in victory with a dried prize that salts teeth and lifts confidence. Fall asleep to the lullaby of mighty water settling into your memories.

Realisation of your status at the loud name badge stating importance and ending ignorance, settling life into understanding, relief more powerful than the slight embarrassment that it took this long of me to notice. Thank you for your patience.

Drag from oblivion into pain and exhaustion, emotion hollowed out but eyes set to water from the hurt still lingering at being a dismissive presence, and beginning to forget why you were trying so hard in the first place.