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The Butterfly Apr 2014
She entered in with great hesitation,
Carefully stepping with trepidation.
As the whirlwind spun her around,
She could feel her feet leaving the ground.
It seemed as if time was standing still,
As she dangled from that window seal.
The air grasping her holding her to a spell,
Continuing to tarry the deeper she fell.
Once she stopped to survey the damage
It took all she had to breathe and manage.
She was drained from every pore,
Bleeding out all over the floor.
Rushing to mop up the mess,
She started dissolving into nothingness.
Begging and pleading for someone to hear
That all she wanted was to be held dear.
But her cries fell on deaf ears…
As she cleaned up every speck of blood
Her heart was now dripping with mud.
Tears could never clear up
the stains on that broken tea cup.
When she noticed how she was shattered
She decided she could no longer help the tattered.
For they would have to find solace on their own,
Because she was now crushed to the bone.
She’s been told that broken bones heal stronger
And that maybe next time love will last longer.
But that doesn’t help the hurt felt now
Or the brokenness in her smile.
This is for the glue that I hope will be you...
The Butterfly Apr 2014
I just want to hear the music so loud
taking me to a place above the cloud.
To a place that I haven't been in so long,
That place that I felt that I belong.
When all that mattered was what you wore
and what the night might have in store.
Where the beat moved me
as if in waves of the sea.
Where everything revolved around black
oh please take me back...
Sometimes I miss it so much
The Butterfly Apr 2014
You cry wolf as if in danger
But in reality it’s just your anger.
Fearful of what you cannot see
Without regard to what happens to me.
Did you take a minute to see me crying
Or how you left me here completely dying?
So go ahead and run with your fear
Fill your belly with that beer.
For one day you will know you lost
The one thing that left me in the frost.
The only thing that I had left
Was the sound that left me deaf.
The Butterfly Apr 2014
When sorry means nothing love is not true.
For if you loved, you would not let me be broken by you.
How many pieces will you rip my heart to,
As you carelessly shred every ounce of my love for you?
You say you're sorry and you will change.
But it's like a never ending game.
I can't hold on for dear life
As you stab me with your knife.
Each fight is draining more of me away
Until I know there will be nothing left of me to stay.
Why do you do what you do?
It's only selfishness to you.
But you can never say I did not try
Because I loved you even with your lie.
Just stop already
He will never,
Fill your lungs,
With sweetness.

He will never,
Hold your,
Aching hand.

He will never,
Mend the,
broken pieces.

He will never,
Learn to,
understand
(I'm sorry I can't think of anything to write recently)
The Butterfly Apr 2014
Go
I used to chase you back
I used to feel the lack
but now I know you must go
I know you want to let go
if holding tighter could make you stay
then I would do it day after day
but you're already out the door
and I know you don't want to be here anymore
so go ahead and leave me here
some how I will learn to stay clear
someday I will be whole again
some how I will love again.
I just can't
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