joshua wickstrom - Butterfly Suicide

this is a story,
of a girl once so pure,
living in a shell.
she was lifted by the heavens,
then found herself in hell.

the scars on her wrists,
will never heal..
like sand in the wind,
her spirits revealed..
shes lifeless, like the night,
cold, as the blood stained knife.
shes fighting with the walls,
screaming, down the halls.
her blood runs thick,
across the floor.
shes blinded by materialism,
her mind cant take anymore.
images of butterflys,
spread out, on the bedroom door.
as she ends her life,
with the chrome 44.

the faded pictures,
like forgotten memories,
haunt your soul..
your losing grip,
your out of control..
contemplating death,
with hate in your eyes..
the end is near,
butterfly suicide..

Joshua Wickstrom.

joshua wickstrom

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