MUSE OF PAIN

My muse has come
A shape to guide my pain on to a page
A shape to let the world know of the hate
Guiding my hands across the page,
A link to the inner soul

Thanks to you my little muse
For letting me show the world
Letting me show the world my heart of pain
My head of hate my,
Shattered self

Little muse I only ask
Why do you have to be,
A form of my pain
Why do you have to come
When its life I truly scorn
Little muse
You seem my only friend

A little muse
A little ball of hate
A little creature guiding my hand across the page

I hate u little muse for drawing out of my soul
The ache
The hate
The pain

But I love u little muse
You give me strength to fight
To show the world what they do
To show the world how they hurt a broken soul
To show the world I am stronger than they

Its for this little muse u are my guide
My link and the reason why I can’t let the feelings hide

Little muse when will you go
I only hope it’s not before
Death takes me for my last ride