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Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
I think I
Imagined
Something better of
What we were

Thought that maybe...
You could be
More than an
Anomaly
Hidden outside a screen

I haven't quite
Figured out
Why...
Can't I get over you

I know this
Isn't hurting you
Which *****
Life force outta me

Dear muse
You should know
This-
It's all on you
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
I am exhausted
Mentally just checked out

Everything keeps
Coming back
To you to us

I have no idea
When you became so
Real to me

Dear muse
Can we go back
To friends
I am dying
Without you near
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse

I've had too much
Of you
Banging around in my head
Rampaging on my heart

Now that I want you gone
You're front row
When I needed you
You took a bow

Am I totally
Losing my
Grip on humanity
Drowned out of reality
Lost without sanity

Not sure why now
You're finally gone
I can't breathe

Dear muse
I'm so weak
Let me free of your
Clutches the
Way you got over me
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
Are you proud of
How much you hurt me?
I've never wrote to anyone
As much as I have
About you

Is it good? or bad?
That you left me so broken

I'm still waiting
For it to get better
One week later and
Still...
Beating myself up over you

Dear muse
Will this pain ever go away?
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
Do you remember
When we first met?
How I was drawn
By your writing
Before I really
Knew who you were

Our writing
Bonded us together
Sparked the ignition
Of a flame
Thought to burn forever

We were two kids
Made for this love
But not this life

Always hanging by a
Strand of light
Can't blame myself
Forever
For you leaving me blind

Dear muse
This ink
Bleeds for you
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
I cant stop it
Stop myself from loving you
Youre on my heart and in my mind

My heart
Still aches for you
Bleeds for you and my
Mind has attached itself to
Your memory

In the worst ways
Im suffocating and
Killing myself waiting

Dear muse
I dont know what to think
I needed you to be there
So you decide its
Best to disappear
Desert Rose Mar 2017
Dear muse
It feels like
Im writing you a book
Coming out in
Fragmented pieces

Maybe I would
Put all my
Hurt of you
In a story
If I could

Honestly these
Jumbled Thoughts
Would be lost to the
Rest of the world

And oh muse
We would be one
Hell of an angelic duo
But you arent such an angel
For breaking the
Innocent
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