Released

Butterfly
Why do you cry?
Is it because
you can not fly?
Is it because
your dreams are dead?
Or that you were hurt
by words that were said?
Your wings look broken
torn and tattered.
Like someone took away
everything in your life that mattered.
Your tears keep growing
coming down like the rain
You cry so much
You are no longer sane.
Butterfly
Why do you want to die?
Is it because
The people lie?
Is it because your heart is broke
And people laugh at you
Like some funny joke?
You heart is showing
beneath your wings.
Somewhere in there
You still believe in things.
Butterfly
Why did you contemplate
a death by suicide?
Why did you think
pain would go if you died?
The day has come
for your pain to cease.
Sweet butterfly no longer broken
now free be released.