Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Butterflies


squirming
ugly
devouring
hiding
darkening
silk
pillow

lock yourself away
tearing flesh
lock yourself away

solitude

think, grow, change, become.....wait
abrupt
fight, hit, rip, twist, turn,
breathe
relax
you are
a

butterfly

2 comments:

D.Marie said...

You are just that....a beautiful butterfly spreading her wings to fly...:)

Kris said...

I love this poem. I can totally relate!