Butterfly Words

old poem.

Born from the ashes of my failures and heartbreak
Was my fragile butterfly soul
Softly pinned into words on a page
Pure raw emotions burning and whole

Letter by letter, line by line
My silence slowly came to life
Sometimes written with a tender smile
Other times inked with hate sharp as a knife

Words I could've never said
Have found their way into light
Allowing a peaceful state of mind
Instead of another restless night

Fluttering in the wind
Are the wings I've slowly grown
Sometimes they get weak and I can't fly
But I know I can do it own my own

Hopefully they'll never get ripped away
For it would be the worst pain of all
To never be able to write again
Would be my greatest downfall