Butterfly Girl
I was a witness to hopes decay,
I was a light on your darkest day.
You were a secret I couldn’t tell;
You were a dream sent from hell.
I know you’ll haunt my every dream,
You will be heard in every scream.
My freedom is something I can never earn,
Even in death I know you’ll return.
As I watch the blood flee from your skin,
I lie waiting for the nightmare to begin.
Copyright © Linkin Letters | Year Posted 2013
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment