January 14th 2019
7:28 pm
my muse my muse my degenerate muse / has taken the shape of you dearest / after all this time / my rotten muse / has withered
has forsaken itself for you / have I lost it / or have I revered the sense of comfort /
my ugly mourning for you /
has created a sense of Home / I am homesick for you and what we've suffered through /
what I must face now is / a life to live despite my frail form / I only want you, / my personal inferno
