Your My Muse

Isis you know that waking form your traumatizing dreams effect you

You skin crawls at the sensation of his finger tips

and your heart burns with self-hatred and yearn

the yearn for the comprehension of honest love

Why ignore your intrests

Why not cry for once in 7 years

Hey now, It's ok. I understand that the last time you cried such tears

Were when you were at the mercy of pain, and desperation

You were at the hands of violence and such malicious, dehumanizing acts

Acts forced upon your innocent body, and confused mind.

You were confused by the manipulatin of your oppressor

Why did he tell you that he love you, when every time he left a bruise for his affection?

Why not leave a kiss to symbolize death rather than life. 

Color a rose black for an empty heart, compared to one of such rich red color upon its delicate petals

Sigh with me Isis, come breathe in for a moment of peace before you succumb into you darkest thoughts.

We cannot give in just yet, keep fighting, why are you just letting him touch you, GET UP!

What happend to such a fiery soul I once new

Isis if you give in I will never forgive you, until the end of the earth. 

I will hate you forever! please?

Wake up, and a wait until pins are removed from your sensitive skin to move once again

Its just me and you, you are mine and i am yours

But i do not claim you, he already did. 

yYou suffered enough, take another dose of life, before going into the world once again

Reminisce  for a tijme, do you hear my song?

"baby, baby i know your hurting, but enough of the hate.

enough of the shame, and the blame that you claim. 

I like you enough to shade you blue, sew my tears onto your sullen cheeck

honey the hue was for you to see through the eyes of mine, 

and hear the tune as your eyes move to the rythm driven by the swollen hands,

you stride the color, along the lines of internal sacrafice

listen darling before the tune fades

because it you, and your my muse."