Less Than A Century

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I destroy
Everything I touch
I've been told I am a flower
Soft and gentle
So I attract the insects
With colors and scents
Then devour them
People whisper
Hear them
Carefully
Dissect the truth
From falsification
The rumours whisper
That I am the monster
Which the world
warns you about
That may or may
Not
Be true

A butterfly came
Sat on my hand
And I stared
Mystified by its beauty
Honored that it chose me
But I on an instinct
Explained only by those
Who have been
Hypnotised in its clutches
May be able to explain
(Or Not)
I touched its wing
As bright as sun at noon
As soft as butter
It used to fly in the uncaged sky of hope
Now it was broken
Eyes bowed in the shame of my act
And though a wing was left
She would fly no more

Such was my love for you
And I'm sorry for I left you broken
It was never my intention
You weren't my mistake
I'm not great at keeping
Promises
Easily give way,
into the thoughtless ease of
Temptations

I sit afar away from your wary glance
The shards of my memory
You carry around
I watch you hurt yourself
with them
I can read every doubt in your eyes
And every question on your
Perfectly neutral face
You choose to think you weren't enough
Rather than believing the truth
You believed the lie I planted in your head
In your garden you plucked out the roses and made a bed
Of thorns in which you now reside
The roses you left by my bedside
You curse yourself and wreck yourself
For being foolish enough to dream
To dare
Please understand
It was never your fault
You aren't to blame for this
It is not a fault
To love someone so
But for your sake I hope
You love someone who loves you too
So here's the only apology
I know how to give
The only apology
You are going to get

                                           From,

                  me