Late Night Thoughts

o d e t o m y b u t t e r f l i e s

They live in my stomach
They live in my heart
They live in my brain
They live in my body
They live in me.

See my butterflies are apart of me.

They make an apoearance when I'm nervous or sad or happy or mad
Ain't no telling my butterflues to settle down

See my butterflies aren't the defenseless little insect you all know
My butterflies are made of my nightmares

Little skeletons with broken glass as wings that puncture the inside of my body creating wounds only I know are there

Sharp talons infused with a poison that they stab my brain with making me hurt myself with the self hate i feel until my body gives out from the pure exhaustion of within

See my butterflies are different, they don't swarm and make me feel warm and fuzzy

No my butterflies fly at top speed making me feel sonething that ain't so warm and fuzzy

My butterflies know me better than my own mother

My butterflies know the lies I tell to each and every person
They know the hurt I feel
They hurt me because they are my feelings

See my butterflies are my insecurities
They know how to make me self conscious

Don't nobody know what it feels like
When your butterflies
Kill you
From the inside.