by Trinity Rayne
Why am I Like a butterfly Longing for freedom crushed beneath a boulder Just want to spread my wings but I can't as long as there's a chip on my shoulder Why do I wear my heart on my sleeve Why do I mourn loss that's not actually loss but yet still grieve Just longing for the day to come where I no longer feel this unquenchable thirst I wished you cared and didn't always put your needs first I am longing for an apology I know I'll never get I am longing for indifference without guilt and regret I've been longing for my father to fix all my rips and tears I've been longing for him to help me move mountains and climb up thousands of stairs I've been longing for the impossible things so now I must let go I must climb, fly, and heal so I can grow
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