Tag Archives: muse

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.

Rain cleanses the world of the year, rinsing away stains and achievements, ready for a blank canvas. Ready to start anew or carry on a familiar life.

Last before reset, make it special or just mark it down, either way it is ending and you can embrace the new that arrives with whatever attitude you want.

Struggle through evil to achieve a virtual reward, blacken your soul for proof of worthless deeds. Empty and sickening, yet you can not stop. Will not stop.

Swap my clock, my story, my direction and chuckle like it means nothing. What will this opposite bring me, what did this disruption cost me?

Anticipate a calm and dress to match. Feel the shock of gale, the cold of attack and suffer the soggy aftermath as you continue on your day.

It takes two for this crime of no return. Pray for redemption when you know you’re not worthy, live with the knowledge you are less than you should be.

Reminisce on choices, defining moments shaping experiences and realise you are happy, proud, content with who you are. Even when its hard its worth it, you just have to remember it and know only you could have walked this path. You are stronger than you realise.

Wake up first and experience the quiet excitement, knowing the day is unique and you witnessed the beginning. Settle into the special and greet loved ones, enjoying being with them and enjoying being you. Merry Christmas.

Silent working, the festive beats dead when they should be the loudest. Hum quietly, defiantly, and cling to the excitement that it’s nearly here.