She was alive well and fine
With nothing but life in her eyes
People called her crazy and mad
But she didn't care
She never did
Many insulted her with nothing but words
The words that formed knife sharper and thin
They stabbed into her heart
Tearing her soul apart
Pain in the form of tears rolled down her eyes
She felt betrayed and hurt but still
Didn't lost hope at all
She never hated her world
She understood it
But now after all the betrayal and pain
She stopped taking anything that might hurt her to hurt
She gave the world another chance
She looked at people with admiration and love
The world worked according to her wish
The reality was hers to create and dance
She had love in her eyes
But the love didn't lasted long
Her eyes gave up
Early and young
She left way too young
Way too early for the world to remember
She didn't receive any flowers when she was young and full of life
She had no one to take any from
But when she slept and never woke up again
Flowers welcomed her at her door step
Her grave full of tons of flowers and rose petals
The flowery sent never left her skin
Butterflies always surrounded her grave
Some thought they were here to take her away
YOU ARE READING
Words She Kept Under My Pillow
PoetryI looked at the butterflies surrounding my body They floated in air and smiled and decorated my skin with their wings They took flight with me in their arms I know its too unrealistic to be true They feared that fire might englobe me whole and ta...
