A poem I have just finished writing. It’s inspired by the little butterflies. :P
I have laid with a broken heart,
As my mind slowly began to fall apart.
May I reach out with all my strength,
Going far, to every length.
On my own to journey far,
I look up upon a star.
No where else do I feel fine,
Good to know something’s mine.
Two long months I’ve searched yonder,
On you I feel fonder.
Be my self I must remember,
Even when every day feels like cold December.
All my strength and all my health,
Lonesome hearts break out of Hell.
Raping my soul I must admit,
I look for the heart in which I fit.
Good to know something is true,
How could I not find you,
To the end through and through.