An imprisoned butterfly is when
a butterfly it’s supposed to thrive and spread
Her wings but she gets held down and back by other things.
The imprisoned butterfly soon forgets how high she supposed to fly
Because her environment is no longer meant for her to survive
The evolution of a butterfly is widely known to be beautiful they start from this caterpillar then turn full grown
But what happens when a butterfly gets stuck in their cocoon
Does the self deterioration begin soon?
When you’re stuck in a place you know you’re supposed to break out of it tends to consume you
You forget all that you knew
The stretch of your wings hit a peak
The thought of freedom becomes bleak
You only accept what you can see
Which is not much
Your friends & family are out of reach, out of touch
The chances of someone saving you: was good luck
Cause you realized you were just stuck
You were right where they wanted you to be
Trapped in the mind and in the cocoon
just waiting for it to be all over soon
But it was far from over, it was just the beginning
In his mind he was winning
While I was constantly spinning in my cocoon
Butterflies like to shake and move to avoid their doom
It wards off a predator but what happens when your protector isn’t any better
I guess I didn’t shake enough
Or maybe he already had me tamed
because the hits still came
You get to a point where you doubt your strength anymore or what you were before
cause how can I subject myself to this and give up the fight to live
You grieve the beauty that was once inside that you were forced to hide
The confidence that irritated his pride
The smile he turned into a frown
The falling of your crown
But the strength of a butterfly lies within what makes up her wings
You have to look deep inside to find what that means
Butterflies can’t repair their wings but it doesn’t stop them from flying
See It’s all about perception because I thought the cocoon was keeping me in harms way
But it was really my protection
While my wings were growing the strength to break free
From a place where love had me be
He took my potential before I could even see
That ls when I knew the imprisoned butterfly was me.
- Author: Deeš§” (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 23rd, 2023 09:25
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem to celebrate the 3 years I have been free of domestic violence!
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
Comments1
Powerful work.
Thank you so much!! I was hesitant to share at first but your comment just brought me so much joy!
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