Butterflies need flowers to survive. It is in their nature to pull from these creatures to stipend their growth. As a butterfly, I find myself taking the essence of a flower to shape my being. This body of work was created to cultivate that healing and create a space where a butterfly earns wings. Notice how nectar can never be poisonous to a butterfly unless added. Every flower, every experience, every lesson is a way to grow and develop my character and relationship. Butterflies are beautiful creatures that go through a hard journey and then die peacefully. This is a work that throughout my life I have been pleased to watch grow. As I enter adulthood, I hope to grow the wings to continue this flight.
I want to thank God, my friends, and my family for encouraging me to write this body of work. This is a real reflection of me and how I feel up to this point. Every experience strengthens your purpose and when your wings start to thin and fade away, every nutrient ingredient from flowers helps to keep you afloat. This is a reflective poetry work of loss, love, and the meaning of life and friendships guided by God. Above all, this is dedicated to my mom who encouraged me to keep going and to see life as a gift because every flower adds to your destiny.
She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers.
I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism.
I really hope none of you relate with any of these :)
I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can.
The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day.
(8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers!
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