Kill the Muse

Immersed in hopelessness,

The noose tightens around my neck.

I’m paralysed from toe to head.

Imprisoned in bars made out of love,

Conflicted by my thoughts,

Driven by irrationality,

Love has lost out to living.

Love has become the fear

that it was meant to fight.

One cowardice thought releases me.

One violent action awaits me.

I strike out,

I kill my Muse,

I’m free.

I’ve shredded my heart into

many pieces,

sent each part

to different places.

I’ve banished the immortality of hope

I’m a dead man walking.

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