A beautiful butterfly once flew. With wings as big as her heart. But what they don't understand ... was little by little her wings began to break.
You saw this butterfly for her beauty. You fell in love. You thought to yourself you are not worthy of her. She didn't think that. She saw something once in you that she loved too. And she wanted to share the world with you. Your problem? You didn't want to share her... not with anyone or anything.
The things you made her give up, you were breaking her wings little by little. The things that her shine, you were determined to dull. And you did.. her shine dulled and her wings are broken. She can no longer fly, no matter how hard she tries.
It didn't matter to you. In fact it doesn't matter to you. You have that butterfly you wanted. Even though her luster is gone, she is yours. She's stuck with you.
A glimmer will come or maybe it already had. This could heal her wings, and bring back her shine. She may not be fully healed, but she will be enough to fly away from you.
Then what will you do?
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Bed of Black Roses
Poetry"In my bed of black roses, I feel no sadness. I feel no pain. There is no more darkness. I feel.....at peace." -Manie Personal thoughts of a dark soul.
