A Collection of Butterflies
1: butterfly
i think i’d like to be a butterfly
to float freely
to fly
to be such a beauty
without restraints
without stress
and the pressure of the real world
to live in a fantasy
2: fantasy
my dream world is a fantasy
that exists only in my mind
but i love it there
with its colours
and feelings
its butterfly-like delicateness
3: delicate
delicate are feelings
you never know what one feels
delicate is love
because one wrong
can shatter it
but one right isn’t enough to fix it
4: shatter
sometimes i feel like glass
but like broken glass
like i have no use
no purpose
and am just going to be swept away
5: purpose
what is mine?
everyone seems to walk like they know
what they’re doing
everyone but me
i’m still so unsure
so tentative
because what the hell am i doing
6: (i don’t) know
i seriously don’t
not anymore
i thought i found a purpose, a life
a way to live
guess that was all a lie
7: lie
life is practically a lie
isn’t it
it weaves beautiful tales
and beautiful twisted truths
that fall apart
and fly away
once its torn you apart
8: (i’d like to) fly
to have wings
wings made of light
because
then i could escape reality
this hellscape disguised as heaven
and be finally free
like a butterfly
- Mira
A Collection of Butterflies is a poem I wrote about wanting to escape from reality. There are 8 total "butterflies" which are all linked through one emotion: wistfulness.
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