Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places

After My Muse

After my muse, I couldn't find the right words to display

The pain and the utter hurt I felt everyday.

I don't mean to bring about guilt, or misery

But you should know you were my heart's treasury. 

That's what my muse would tell me to say

Had it not been for that fateful day...

The day my muse went and gone

Leaving me all by my alone.

Mostly, what I'm hoping to breathe into the air

Is that there's a new muse for hire over there.

So if you know of one that needs employment

I would take them, in all my overjoyness.