ode to my muse

What have you been doing?
Where did you go?
who with...
I laugh at these questions
because they are so
pointless

well, I stopped that habit
My mind got clean...
I found you, now you're
right back where you
belong.

Straps too tight, honey?
Chains to heavy darling?
I hope they make you bleed
for deserting me
when I needed you
most.

Now you know you'll pay! We'll
be up late nights again
The pain you take, the hurt
and evil use you endure.

All for the sake of my essential
creations.