Submissions by technicolor_ink

the difference between
moths and butterflies
is the fact that butterflies
are a symbol of dreams
and moths are attracted
to nothing but flames.

wings will catch fire;
dreams burning to ashes,
and slowly they fall
to unforgiving grounds,
a cold concrete death-
written in stone forever ago.

someday we'll learn
not to play with fire-
the dangers spread like wildfire
unable to be stopped
destruction in it's wake-
awaiting for a time
when life can be reborn
again.

Somewhere in the midst
of growing up,
she became lost,
standing in a crowded room
and never feeling so
alone.

Self-doubt ebbs
deep into veins as breath
slowly becomes
lighter and lighter,
harder to catch with each
step.

She once believed in dreams
and now hers are shattered
like broken mirrors,
with an endless soundtrack
of criticism and
imperfections.

She'll find her way again,
eventually
but for now she'll stay lost
under the starlit sky
in a broken world
of lonely comfort.

Count the glittering stars
which seem to move within
the stale night air,
close your eyes, inhale
and just lose yourself.

You can make it through this,
it’s been done before, and-
you’ve been in tougher spots
you just need to stop, think,
find your courage, and fight.

Life is played like one big movie
and honey you’re the star,
adoption isn’t the end of the world-
you’re giving him life,
a life he couldn’t have with you
and you didn’t listen to those
who don’t understand your situation-

They didn’t believe that...

She’ll dream upon clouds
watching everything she’s known
take flight,
into uncharted skies
to unknown destinations.

Her strengths are her weakness
unable to find a happy medium,
she dreams-
those infamous what if’s
and could be’s...

will never amount to anything
but simple wishes
kept locked away, buried
under dust from memories left abandoned.