Have you ever dated a butterfly ?
A butterfly who wings been  grounded by lies,sin, adultery and broken promises.

A grounded butterfly whose wings ripped apart from a monstrous ant.

The butterfly stayed realizing its wings will never grow but it loved that ant for pleasures  that won't fill the soul but just entice the body.

One day  that butterfly did try to fly again but no wings and it found itself by mere coincidence in the nest of  a growing dragonfly.

The dragon fly too was hurt and found itself wingless doing anything to forget it couldn't fly.

One day the butterfly and dragonfly came to be one together to ease the pain and to give the love the other deserves both too soon not ready but it's great, good and **** right horrible days.

But over time through mistakes and lies.
The dragonfly past vices caught up to it and little did the butterfly know it had baggage too it was fighting though wrong it tried to hide it but made things worse.

More time passed and struggles and misfortunes continued; it  became apparent to the butterfly tired of being grounded it saw the dragonfly as species it cant intermix with.

They fought mentally against eachother only while hurting deep inside, the dragonfly too became more devoided and hidden but secretly it wanted to help bring the wings back to the butterfly.  But after being dishonest the butterfly came to see it as a no good liar and cheat too.

A simple mistake it made and it hangs over something it never did but the die was cast, a created persona made from pain and hurt.
Truth is till this day that dragonfly only wishes to help and love that butterfly  like it should be and dispel that hurt.

It wonders how can you get a butterfly that gave you chances and now won't take you back ?can you make a home, write a poem, or stay home alone wondering can you turn back time.....

It's still got a ways to go before its fully mature and experienced but it wishes to grow along side the butterfly as it too grows it's wings.

Can one day they build into what eachother needs with reckless abandon and learn to love one another the right way.

Just mere thoughts from a dragonfly.

In darkness the absence of light sparkles
Man’s reflection on notions of nothingness.
Empty space ultimately devoided of purpose
As space unhosting objects loses function.

Empty minds deprived of thoughts and imagination,
Unable of creation. Empty bodies ceasing to pump
Blood where it belongs, for hearts to beat, life to be.
Psychopomps allegedly escorting vestiges beyond.

Yet in nothing eyes can witness is there Nothing,
Always Something invading sight with blinding colours.
Beyond sight, perceptions of power, particles in motion,
Detecting forces playing games to challenge the reflection.

In space, in mind, in body, emptiness does not exist.

Lost in thought
perhaps a bit overwrought
eyes devoided of life

A foreigner in such a foreign world
what was then known and accounted for
now remains unfamiliar and gone
courtesy of a cruel world
the she once called home

so riveted by love,
so emotive yet raw.
time, then, became a vessel
of our numbered nights
i chose to untangle.
all this moment, lights
so yellow at the ceiling.

on wakeful, restless morning
of waking up next to him,
upon the come-and-go of pleas
of love so ruthlessly unbound.

on sunbeams and God or Gods there are,
i swore i could burst the ache off of
carrying a love so raw,
so tender so honest so heavy,
so devoided of flaw.

I am misguided.
Running rampant and blinded
Through the thicket of a crazied man's mind
Like a forest of a deep green being devoided of all it's life, ****** dry. Now grey and dying
I run, and see in the distance.
The end of the forest all grey and twisted
To the place where I once existed
A home.
But further and further my home stretches
Deeper and deeper into the forest now dead and blackened
I run, I acream, I want to go home
Bir the forest, and all its dead branches
Hold me to where I am to stay
This crazed man's mind, I am to pray.
I hope I go home. But this is now where I stay.
Do I have a choice?
Is it mind over matter?
Or matter over mind?
A forest, a crazed man's mind
No other options, or am I clearly just blind?
I want to go home, out of this forest of black
To the place where I belong, to a feeling long lost gone
There is no other option or is that just my mind?
Or the others around me
Holding me tied
These answers, I may  not know
But what I do know is I just want to go home.