Dark Hues

Dark Hues

I fear I will forget every word that I have ever known...
I constantly cower at my Calliope's continuing fading image...
Rhymes, paint, flowers, and air fade from my soul...
My Muse will never know the suffocation my heart has to endure...
Logic has become nonsense, and every day is a sad Sunday...
My heart will forever be alone and black...
What am I without my inspiration without My Muse?
I am only the darkest of hues...

-MADAMCHRYZL-