Butterflies
I lay there in silence
Tear stream down my face
I stare at the blade in hand
I listen to her telling me to do it
I look at my wrist
I see the butterflies
I remember the promise
I cant break it..
Not again
Keep them alive and we’ll be alright
But it hurts!
Its hard!
I put the blade down
Still wanting to die
But for them i stay alive
My little butterflies