Muse No More

By ColorMeToxic

You are a broken woman now
you're just a shell
of the woman you were
when you put me through hell

You told me today
that you are depressed
Part of me wonders
if it's due to regret

I want you to know
that I have forgiven you
I still have some anger
that I won't show to you

I know you "didn't mean it"
I know how you felt
I know you far better
than you'll ever know yourself

So I will let be, what is
and love you anyway
after all you are my mother
it's supposed to be that way

and I know you love me too
as much as you can
and I think you finally get
It's kids, before man

However things end
I want you to know
You were my muse
but you're not anymore

You are a broken woman now
you're just a shell
of the woman you were
when you put me through hell

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Published on Sunday, March 27, 2016. Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"

Comments on "Muse No More"

A former member wrote: This must have been a difficult write even though it became a wondeful read. It is painful when we are born to those who don't deserve us but you grasped this theme with a particular grace and gave us a glimpse of your pain in a marvelous way.
On Sunday, March 31, 2013, Melancholic VIncent (428) wrote:

Sometimes we have these muses of hate and despair. My mother was my muse of disgrace too, so I totally get it. But this poem shows that you are moving on and realizing that hating takes too much energy and is not worth it. This piece shows a lot of maturity
On Friday, September 30, 2011, dwells (4177) wrote:

So sad and all too common in our shitty world, thanks.
On Friday, September 30, 2011, haunted (837) wrote:

very nice beth, i loved this! i can absolutely relate. i love your rhyming. perfectly timed, and this all came together with a grand slam!
A former member wrote: lovely as always. ~ HDL.