chaos theory

the strands of time split off.

raindrop

how can a beautiful raindrop be so melancholy?

fragile

human life is scarily fragile.

butterfly

the coming of age,a cocoon of safety dissipated,and to the air,wrought with danger and beautyintertwined,the butterfly bursts forth,vibrancy and energyentering maturation

goodbye

inevitable – the ending of all endings – breath flutters goodbye

dangers of imagination

hallucinations tear your mind apart.

is it wrong to not want to fly?

am i broken if i choose not to fly? these wings weren’t made for a broken butterfly,translucent shimmering strands of silkto adorn the beauty of a reigning monarch,the caterpillar on the ground shies away from flying. society’s standards push us out of our nestto watch us fly – it is the inevitable for every human

butterfly

unable to stopflitting away from flowersto a new future

My Lovely Broken Butterfly

Alone we face our fears,Shrunken heart breaking down in tears.Hush, they tell us not to cry,My lovely broken butterfly. Red lipstick, cracked smile,Sharp mascara hiding pain exiled.Broken glass within soft curls,Scarred neck adorned with pure pearls. Weary through hundred difficult trials,Heartbeat hollow, one for each mile.Seams slowly picked apart,Shattered wings, broken heart. Soldier, pick up