Go to sleep, and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies...
Her last tear just fell to the ground.
No one sees; they are never around...
**kk, so there are really 2 versions of this poem...
broken down...
you turned out the lights
and then refused...
I've secluded myself.
Bedridden for almost two years...
I cut to feel something,
Not to end my life...
I feel a little saddened!
And my eyes desire to bleed...
There must have been a time
When I was pure and life was well...
I always looked
up to you...
Anchored upon bare terra firmA
Drowned in a place of desolateD...
Birds on a wire -
frenetic from the...
As days pass slowly
And weeks creep by...