People always call anxiety
Butterflies
in your stomach.
but my anxiety,
feels like a million butterflies in my chest
all trying at once to fly out
when I open my mouth
or, my anxiety
feels like being surrounded by butterflies
all pushing, flapping against me
the wind of all their wings enough to wound
and I can't breathe
because when I open my mouth,
it's only butterflies.
and Butterflies,
Butterflies can see colors we can't
peer into the ultraviolet
to the letters written on the leaves
in the shades we can't comprehend
and things we can't begin to see
you could say,
they live in a whole different reality
kind of like my anxiety
they see things that aren't there
things that other people tell me,
them,
aren't there
but like the butterflies
I can see the the ultraviolet rays
and they're coming down on top of me and,
(isn't UV bad for you?
isn't UV how people get cancer??
isn't that how people die???)
but you tell me,
I'm afraid of things that aren't there
but like the butterflies
I can see it
I can see the other colors
only,
when I open my mouth to tell you
to say I live in a different reality,
only butterflies come out
