Butterfly

A short piece on depression, eating disorders, and escapism.

Every night 

she prayed

that her protruding shoulder blades 

would sprout into 

a pair of wings. 

Every morning 

she awakened 

to be disappointed. 

Reviews

[Johnson Bobby]

too be truly free one must find them-self in the
of a nebular escaping the darkness and feeling
the suns glow against there face when they awake

[shyla]

I love this poem !! It shows a abundance of emotion in such little words.

[Dolce Vita]

A powerful and striking metaphor for something destructive and dark. A very strong piece.