Melpomane

The journey from heartbreak to hope. The title is a reference to Melpomane (mel-po-ma-ne) who was one of the 9 muses of art and literature in Greek mythology. Melpomane was the muse of tragedy.

Each dusk, each dawn, a mirror of the next.

A raging battle ensues between time and my heart.

A schism grows between the time to live and time to reflect

Whereas health and intuition are fluid, love is an art

The many cloaks and shadows I have donned, the many masks

Memories, roles, people I am not and yet should have been

Now meld and merge and to form a face scriptured with its tasks

So hard to die, yet so hard to live, amongst the tragedies I have seen

Yet hope remains and may flourish when ones courage is true

Even the most desperate of our kind may to themselves be a saviour

They can prosper and thrive without a traitor such as you

For in love one must guard their soul in its heroic labours.