You were born so beautiful out of your
cocoon.
You resembled life and freedom.
Everyone was jealous of your beauty.
Everyone wanted to be you.
Until one day, the person who has kept
you alive, decided against it.
Until that person, that warrior, decided to
drop out of battle.
You begin to slowly fade away.
You crumble into the nothing you
started out as.
The person who tried keeping you alive has
failed you.
Your permanent beauty will be well
missed.
I'm sorry you had to go like this.
You will be loved forever.
Now you can become a new cocoon in a
brand new life.
Hopefully you'll be treated better there.
Because here, you were failed.