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Muse Jun 2018
Why do you carry the weight of the world in your hands
Do you think that I don’t see or I can’t  understand
Please just share the weight of the burdens inside my love

Is the crown you wear upon your head growing heavy
I often fear that it’s weight on you may be deadly
Please I beg just let go of your foolish pride my love

I know you feel like you must walk this road on your own
Don’t you see I am here you don’t have to be alone
I will always be their waiting by your side my love
Muse Jul 2017
Oh Ancient One of times long ago
Your many faces we long to know
Oh horned one of wild woods
He who stalks on cloven hooves

We call to you Youth of the trees
We hear your name sung on the breeze
Horned Prince,Hunter,and Prey
Rising Sun of a new day

Oh Ancient One of times long ago
Your many faces we long to know
Oh horned one of wild woods
He who stalks on cloven hooves

We call to you Lord of the hunt
We see your face in the forest Ancient
Horned King,Father,and Man
Midday Sun in which we stand

Oh Ancient One of times long ago
Your many faces we long to know
Oh horned one of wild woods
He who stalks on cloven hooves

We call to you Sage of the wild
We seek your wisdom for we are like child
Horned Shaman, Hermit, and King
Setting Sun and darkness you bring


Oh Ancient One of times long ago
Your many faces we long to know
Oh horned one of wild woods
He who stalks on cloven hooves
Muse Jun 2017
Dark lady of the crossroads 

Within your storm illusions erode
Stripped clean of our walls we stand

Skyclad we take thy fiery brand

A mark upon our brow illuminates 
In our inner darkness we meditate
Guided by your torches we travel
In your labyrinth we quickly unravel 

We are your children pull us tight
So we may explore the labyrinth this night
Muse Mar 2017
He is Venus incarnate on this mortal plane

Yet finds nothing in himself plagued by darkness and pain


Every passing day is a constant fight in his mind 

Every lonely night is a hell with no light to find

If only he could see through to his warm glowing core

So he could see that beneath his flesh there is more


Underneath the flaws that I can’t see but he fears

That light that’s been buried by the burden of the years


If I could rip away the lovely flesh that holds you bound

I'd show you that beneath it all is where your beauty is found
Muse Feb 2017
It is the root of all suffering
The poisonous bud blossoming
It's tendril will choke and consume
Reaching deeper leaving no room
The leaves will devour every light
Bittersweet berries a deadly delight
I am the root of all agonizing pain
My poison a potent drug to abstain
My tendrils I will be thy blissful doom
You are that which I crave to consume My leaves will steal your lovely lights
The bitter berries my horrid blight
Muse Feb 2017
I am afraid
I panic as I try to explain through razor blade words that catch in my throat
Each emotion becoming another grotesque indistinguishable note
Sleep no longer grants a repose from the never ending march toward death
It has only served to isolate me when I awake struggling for breath
I can feel the weight on my chest grow heavier with no rest
Like a witch with stones piled on her caving chest
I'm at the edge of the abyss unsure if I should  jump or turn to flee
If I plunge into the darkness will there even be a memory left of me
I am afraid
Muse Sep 2016
Where do I belong?
For my kind the lines blur
I say I'm black I'm wrong?

Then how can I be right?
For my kind it's so unsure
To the others I'm not white

All this I could easily bare
If not for the hate and slurs
I know I don't fit anywhere
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