Attacked by that which I love

I hold my ground

try to maintain sanity

pain matriculating

poisonous seeds

one-by-one

planted, deep within me

tears formulate

I’m on the brink of releasing


Darts of fire

directed at me

I take cover

shielding myself from the attack

dodging the consistent blaze

though most of me am covered

still parts of me gets burned


It hurts...

I'm wounded...

Is there a fire extinguisher for pain?

PLEASE use it on me now!!!*


~ButterFly εїз   2011 ©