Suicidal Butterfly -33

by Lisa   Aug 24, 2006


Hidden messages are my specialty, everything you see before you holds great significance for me.
My words come straight from the heart, though acing and quite broken.
Riddled with a life's worth of burdens the scares run deep and rarely heal.
Tears lay fresh on the crimson earth, with the dawn of each new day.
Everyday my heart swells with a new burden, until it overcomes my soul.
The walls I've built up so high, to protect me from a world far too cruel come crashing down before my eyes again.
Fresh wounds reopen and I cringe as the venomous salt from your mouth pours in.
I can't count the days I've spent huddled here in my fortress, hiding from this world;
from the harsh realities I dare not face.
Yet, no one truly knows these secrets, these memories, this life...more than I.
No one can live it for me, and no one else can take this pain away.
I must walk through the shadows of darkness alone with the broken wings of a butterfly, who's life seems so blissful, yet is cut so cruelly short.
I've tried with desperation to succeed, to lead a life worth living, to be among the thousands of butterflies like me... Yet I am here, the lone butterfly, destine to flutter in silence while awaiting the inevitable.
And all is not what it appears to be in the life of the lonely butterfly, fluttering amonst the beautiful array of flowers.
Deep inside it knows many things. It knows its place in the world, and its time it is to remain upon it, as do I.
Life is filled with mystery and things you just cannot foresee. Certain things like this however, I know are left with me.
The battles fought inside my head, the ones with family, with my friends...
The struggles I just can't overcome, they hold me back, they break me.
They make me feel like a fool, like I don't belong.
My dreams seem so far away, drifting out to sea.
Not a damn thing I can do but watch in silence, as further they fade away from me.

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