Muse 79: Mask

found via bloodmilk

There were a lot of emotions meant to be explained. A lot of feelings and questions that were supposed to be made clear once there was a solution that threaded everything together like a patchwork quilt. Contrasting fibers, mismatched patterns and colors blended into one perfect mess that was warm, cozy and tucked me in so well at night. At least, that's what he used to feel like to me. I used to feel safe and comforted, swaddled in blankets, but now I find myself panicking every second of it all. I looked at myself in the mirror, and noticed that I hadn't seen myself clearly in a long time. There isn't much of me left. I don't feel safe around him anymore. 

Muse 54: Safety Blanket

source unknown

Last night you weren't here, and the darkness shadows was ready to haunt me. They was behind the door, hidden within the shadows. They are formless beings that are waiting for me to be alone. What I fear is not hidden underneath my bed, it is lying inside of me, ready to crawl out as soon as I fall asleep. Oh god, I'm so afraid and you're not here with me. I miss you so desperately because you're my safety blanket. You keep the nightmares and the monsters out.

Muse 47: Threadhold

found via samantha lamb

She overcomplicated opinions into facts, into truths that only belonged to her. Like a spool of thread, she wound her words repeatedly over and over for safekeeping, as if they could bring her back to the beginning. Her opinions were her own color. When she took them out to sew a quilt, the threads did not hold, and her safety blanket fell apart.