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The Butterfly Feb 2014
Your grip on me is strong
Your gaze on me is long.
Without you I'm in a daze.
Wondering around like I'm in an unending maze.
Never to find my way.
With you I come alive
as if I could survive the dive
to a depth beyond the deepest level
even though I know you are the devil.
The Butterfly Feb 2014
Where do I end and you begin?
All that I am is because of you.
It's not fair of me to put this weight on you.
But I can't tell where I end and you begin.
I am gasping for air as well my love.
The Butterfly Feb 2014
Like the waves you pound me.
Like the sound you deafen me.
Like Stephen you mock me.
Like a lock you hold me.
Like a mold you break me.
Like a make you brand me.
Like a hand you grab me.
The Butterfly Feb 2014
Exhausted for days
dodging your rays.
Stabbing  me like daggers
all I can manage is a stagger.
You promised to catch my fall,
but you're the one knocking down the wall.
All I want is to rest,
is it possible you are my best?
Go ahead and knock down my chair,
I might as well be just thin air.
I just want to breath
The Butterfly Feb 2014
This tug of war is tearing at my heart
I don't know where you end and where I start.
you take and take, leaving me blank
can't you tell you're making me drown?
you criticize my coping as fake
but could you even try to fix my frown?
you take every situation and make it about you
do you even see what you do?
like a prey running from the hunter
I fall down and all I do is wonder.
would you even care if you spill my blood?
you came and devoured me like a flood.
I'm all hung out to dry on constant display
while you wallow in your next forte
slicing me into tiny pieces
of which no one will ever recognize.
I am all spilled out.
Be sure to taste your words well before you spit them out.

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