The Transformation (Requiem for My Muse)

I've lost all will to woo the muse
A woman drained of who I've been
Finding hope within shades of gray
Now changed are all those selfmade rules
Regarding trust, the hearts of men
There's no compare 'tween you and they

Shards of thought I always used to share
Passionate psalms laid bare to the world
In truth, only forged to know myself
For not once did I believe they'd care
'Bout captions 'neath the poster girl
Her thoughts displayed on a dimestore shelf

The unseen, unheard muse now slain
My thoughts now linger just in you
For those dry words all failed at last
To proffer a smile that could remain
Or to speak of my inner truth
Making meaning out of horrors past

Oh, there were ears that listened
Though the public eye could never see
What the author hid from her own eye
Alas, though the moments glistened
It was only those words that felt free
For they formed a she that wasn't I

Into my soul your gaze has crept
Now my thoughts seem so exposed
Your eyes can see through the all of me
Into the place where ugliness is kept
Amidst the fancies most everyone knows
How frightening, your ability to see

Lover, your acceptance of the view
As you dare to peek through the shade
At the nakedness of my unspoken words...
That is what draws me closer to you
Further from the other loves I've made
Somehow becoming more than "poster girl"


I've lost that laughing muse I never met
But met someone who really met me
Shallow are words not spoken to you:
Once afraid to risk, I dare to bet
I become half of what we're meant to be
In the aftermath of sudden truth

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow what a journey into self discovery and truths right before your eyes but never seen before... a writers we do tend to bare our souls to our audience but for reason unknown the people right in front of us we can't seem to let them past the surface.

[Barry S. Maltese]

It is the truth of love that bares one's soul. It is easy to paint a pretty picture of what other want us to be. Letting someone into our soul is the only way to let out all that we are truly. You will then find out that it wasn't as bad of an experience as you thought it would be - and you were not as much of a demon as you feared. fantastic work. I VERY much enjoyed your piece here.