My butterflies, My Protectors

My butterflies are not just insects, they are so much more than that. They are my protectors, my healers, my companions. They flutter around my scars, covering them like a shield, protecting me from the pain that lurks beneath. When my mind sinks into that dark space, they console me with their delicate wings, reminding me that I am not alone. 

I urge, don't kill the butterflies. They represent the hope and the progress that I've made in my journey to heal. Don't reopen those painful scars that I've worked so hard to seal close. It takes so much strength to keep those wounds closed, and I don't want to go back to the person I used to be. 

The person who hated themselves so much that they would take that rage out on their own body, destroying themselves bit by bit. That person doesn't deserve to come back. You deserve better than that. I deserve better than that. We both deserve to be here, to experience the beauty and the wonder of the world around us.

My butterflies are more than just tattoos up my arm. They are a symbol of my resilience, my courage, and my hope. They remind me that even when things get dark, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. So please, don't kill the butterflies. Let them flutter freely, let them dance in the sunlight. Let them remind us of the beauty and the magic that exists in this world, and of our own strength and resilience in the face of adversity