The words from my lips are like fragile butterflies, bursting at the seams of my mouth wanting light and freedom, but if let out, they can be blinded from all the light. Being misguided and bumping into one another's weak wings. My words will fumble, become gibberish and I'm scared you're going to fear my butterflies.
YOU ARE READING
forbidden garden.
Poetryhere's a little compilation of poems and thoughts including; heartbreak, falling in love, rejection and acceptance. (WILL UPDATE EVERY NOW AND THEN) enjoy :)
