Muses

by Kate   Apr 25, 2018


The muses have abandoned me to a dark mind void of the colorful brilliance of words and rhythm.
My heart beats loudly against the frail and bitter bones of my chest yet my words will not fall in tune.
My creativity is flushed with each sorrow-filled tear and with every bite into my unmoving lip.
Spoken words no longer spark the creativity that dwelled inside my once thriving soul.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Kate

    This is a reposted poem
    - xxK