Butterflies Poem by Emily Gasperak

She’s lost in a world
Alone and terrified
Keeps a smile on her face
But there’s pain deep inside
Though you could never tell
While just passing by
How often tears pour
From her light brown eyes

Thoughts of the future
Constantly race through her mind
Yet she still clings to the past
Unable to move forward with time
Living in a world
Full of deception and lies
Searching for the truth
She knows she’ll never find

She becomes restless and tired
Looking into the night sky
Wishing upon every bright shining star
That falls within sight
Searching for all of the answers
But as it comes to no surprise
She’s let down, once again
Having received no replies

Frustration builds so quickly now
Her actions become reckless… Unwise
Anger and hate start taking over
Herself, she can no longer recognize
Clouds of torment and grey
Have long since covered her paradise
Yearning… Pleading for the day
Where she can once again see the sun rise

Close to giving up by now
As she stands alone and ponders why
Reflecting on the choices she’s made
With so much more left to decide
Feeling almost helpless now
Her stress level is on the rise
Is it possible that this anguish
Will soon become her demise?

Trying to gain her composure now
She breathes a heavy sigh
Dropping down to her knees
With her arms by her side
She looks up once again
Giving faith one last try
Searching for something pure
Anything to change her mind

As her patients becomes thin
She feels a touch oh so slight
A butterfly sits upon her knee
Just as the sky becomes bright
Lost in this creatures beauty
She snapped back and realized
Both its wings were greatly damaged
And yet, it still was still able to fly

But soon the butterfly becomes still
And her emotions run high
She had never watched something so beautiful
Pass right before her eyes
She stood up, sad from the loss
And cursed the skies
Placed the butterfly on the earth
She so greatly despised

And as she thought about this moment
She couldn’t help but cry
How could she not have seen
This was her truth in all the lies
She found a moment so pure
She was blessed with a prize…
Realizing, it’s not the amount of days you live,
But the days YOU CHOOSE to truly be alive.