The Butterfly

Have a bad day, and suddenly feel like writing again....the wonders of emotions.

Dead man walking

due to a breaking and bashing

Of the strings of my heart

Hear the notes of order clashing

A paradox

 

Love hurts when it heals

But I heel my feet to the street

As I walk, run, and skate past

The evidence of life

 

Through the strife

I stop to smell the rose of beauty

But stopping while speeding

Is an impossible feat

 

And so I am defeated but to that which I conceit

I conceit to my self, my being

And am destroyed by that which self-created

 

And I create hope wishing for those 16 stars

To arrive once again on my planet,

crashing in and leaving an imprint

That brings not pain, but joy

The joy of knowing something exists here

 

It is merely a feeling interpreted

And I interpret it

As a way of existing, coexisting

 

Just me on wheels and the light around me

Speeding with me as I break through sound

A supersonic way of living

 

And I live through breathing the same air, sight and scent

And as mental becomes physical through the catalyst of emotion

A reaction takes place mixing the chemical bonds

Between two interstellar beings,

An attraction fate could never have take place

 

A forever bond between the butterfly

And the withering fly

And let light take me by through troubles

 

Ease me through pain

With the soft touch of your being

And bring me to a state of balance

Where I coexist with myself

As long as you're with me

 

And I return the balance

As exact opposites counteract

to create neutrality between a negative and a positive

And I'm positive that matching signals but alternate beings

Means that being together completes our purpose in existance

And I exist merely waiting for the light to exist beside me.

 

-Jerisson DeLaCruz 10-2-11