~Hat in the Wind~

A dark Muse is stalking me. It flutters like a shadow in the

corner of my eye so I might see and hides her whispered words

deep within me. So that I might know she's given life's darkest

 treasures and hopeless hopes into my life a full measure. In the

 trees stirring thoughts in the wind voice's yearning wants, She

 knows I'm blind with out her. Showing me enough to know her deep

 design. Watching for a lax moment she might find. A misstep or

 my mind in doubt, with traps cleverly laid about. With her

 whispers in my ear brings dark wisdom to those that hear.

 Forgetting oneself, sanity blown like a hat in the wind, my

 sanity's gone. Muse said: Hats gone now your free to sing all

 life's songs that she will bring. A fiery passion lights the

 way, voice's rage through the day, night's wrath will be done.

 Compassion churns, somewhere love is there, Muse gives it a

 spiteful stare. Despairs fog burns away bringing on a fresh new

 day. They said I should write about little hearts and Cupid's

 darts but that's not the way life seems to be, because a dark

 Muse is stalking me. See me standing out from the glare he's

 different somehow they all stared. He feels alive they all said.

 Bring him here. Wipe that look off his face. Get the hat back

 upon his head. That will make him feel dead. Staring at my heart

 now bare to misjudgments steady glare and I don't see that hat anywhere.