The broken butterfly

Clip wing she flew, crashed only to land where she needed to heal.Healing felt like she was breaking every piece of who she was. Layer after layer, unmasking parts of her only to find that what she held was other’s opinions of who she needed to be. Each layer showed her a set of knowingContinue reading “The broken butterfly”

Where did you go ?

Lost love.I went to the lost and found the other day looking for you. They said they never heard of you. They asked me if I could describe you.I drew blank. They asked me when was it that I last saw you.I drew blank.I left looking for you. Found that I was creating hate inContinue reading “Where did you go ?”