The Muse

I stand before you, my soul laid bare.

I feel uncomfortable, but trust you with all of me.

You look back at me not judging me for my sins.

But with understanding, and compassion for my want to change.

How do I move on?

How can I atone for what I have done?

You smile and help me pick up the pieces.

Gently putting me back together.

You show me I’m not alone anymore.

You don’t care where I have been.

You don’t hate me for what I’ve done.

You only see the best parts of me.

The parts I can’t find myself anymore.

I take your hand.

You take my heart.

Together we walk the path to my redemption.

Together we find the way.

The way to happiness.

You lead me back when I stray.

And show me who I truly am.

You are my own muse.