âive always loved butterfliesâ she said
as she looked at him, with her teary eyes
âdid you know that?â
he remained silent
every night sheâd give herself away
break herself down so much
hoping to leave a smile on his face
but even then she realized he could never be satisfied.
her tears mixed with with a pool of her blood as she felt her shower sting more and more
unappreciated she felt.
unwanted, unloved.
disgusting.
she wanted to feel more then what was being taken from her
every night
but though she attempted to run from her issues
her demons never left
and as she watched her tainted blood
stain her porcelain skin
she still thinks sheâd do it all again for him
because she thinks pain is love
its all sheâd ever receive.












