Episode 94: Paper Wings

Paper Wings At first glance I thought You were a butterfly Elegant, shining A beauty no one can deny I thought you caught every eye That you could steal every scene That when any problem comes You would spread your wings and leave But pretty things get shaky When the weather turns cold And underneath the colors Was a frightened little soul You looked made for heaven Like some bright artistic sign But your wings were made of paper And your storms all became mine Now you circle every fire Like you need the pain to breathe Trading pieces of your spirit For illusions and relief And I hold the ash of who you were While staring at the cloth Because I did not love a butterfly I fell in love with a mothWritten by https://www.threads.com/@the.insomniac.in.black This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit anureetwrites.substack.com