As i lay here in darkness,
I stare at the shambles of my life, my own mess.
tragedy and heart break laid beside me,
eventually becoming my very own family.
the tears flowed down my cheeks, never ending,
reality that was within my hands was slipping.
a mannequin was used to trick friends,
giving false reality that i am happy to the bitter end.
i laid here in a bitter, cold darkness,
a familiar bitter caress.
i stared at nothing, the chains of responsibility holding me down,
the weight of obedience making me drown.
a light appeared, there a person stood.
he crouched down and a butterfly appeared from his hood.
the butterfly was a beautiful red,
that shook my heart full of dread.
that beautiful creature landed on his shoulder as the man came closer,
i tore my eyes from the creature on his shoulder.
he came closer to me and gently reached his hands out,
he was so close, i wanted to shout.
he picked up a dark blue butterfly with a broken wing,
trapped in a cage, a sad little thing.
he opened the cage and gently carried the butterfly,
the red one beginning to fly.
the magnificent creature landed next to the wounded thing,
healing its broken wing.
the two butterflies, now able to fly, flew together,
as happy as ever.
i turned my eyes to the man before me,
who had reached out to me.
he smiled at me as i stared at him,
silent as i listened to the butterflies wings begin to hum.
i slowly reached out to him, the chain on my wrist beginning to disappear,
i started to feel fear.
i hesitated,
as the butterflies elevated.
he waited,
and i contemplated.
i reached out to him again and he smiled,
making my unresponsive heart beat for miles.
the chains rusted away,
darkness turning into day.
he smiled and helped me up to my feet,
the warmth wrapping me up like a sheet.
we looked at each other,
our butterflies dancing with one another.
i had once laid in darkness,
held down by the misery of my own tragedy and mess.
here he is before me,
saving me from my own misery,
my own tragedy and mess,
my darkness.