Butterfly Cry, Butterfly Die

The artists rarely depict the torture

How deeply it cuts

How sharply it stings

How cruelly it burns

How you're squeezed from all sides

You're frozen, trapped

You cry out in torment,

giving a voice to your pain

But your darkest scream

Comes out as a tiny whisper

No one hears you

No one would help even if they did

You canʼt help yourself

You see nothing but midnight

You feel nothing but torment

You canʼt even move a finger

Every breath is a struggle

When the air is full of needles

Every breath slices into your throat

Leaving your lungs in ribbons

You wish for death

But God hates you

So you live

Welcome to your new reality

Unexpected light

Breath of fresh air

The pain releases you from its hateful grip

And you're free

And you have new wings

And a new body

But you don't care,

You've just gotta get away

Oceans away

Fly fast

Fly far

Now go farther

You check over your shoulder

Is the pain in pursuit?

You're scared to relax,

You're scared the hurt will find you again

Meanwhile painters paint

The singers sing while the poets prose

Transcendent

Your metamorphosis is renowned worldwide

Countless odes to your transformation

Praise of your newfound beauty

You are a living testament

the Beauty of Change

Fuck them all

They don't know the cost of your existence

They don't know you'd give up your beauty

In an instant, with no hesitation

If you could relive life without the pain

If you could settle the fear

That keeps you running

Keeps you hiding and avoiding

Keeps you safe

Until the terror and memories

Are too much

Way too fucking much

Because now this hurts too,

The fear keeps your prisoner

Just as the pain did

And you can't take it

You won't take it

So you fly into a windshield

And now you aren't so pretty anymore