The flames started small, at first, small enough to ignore. It started in the forest where the butterflies lived. I thought it was normal, with time things change and butterflies find a new home. I wish I knew then that butterflies run away when heat overwhelms them, when threatened with fire. Quickly the flames spread,…Read More
In the right clothes,
the mind doesn’t matter and being a broken soul becomes a myth,
so what is better camouflage for mental health than excess doses of melanin?
I learnt to say just enough to be okay,
but eventually I realized I apologized a bit too much
you deserve something good
and I don’t see that in me.