Silence: An enemy
I want everyone to know this story.
Curses forced me to do this.
Red is not just a color.
Red is my eyes, my anger.
Cannot hate.
Would be against my doctrine.
Listening.
Been listening for too long.
You can't lose your cool.
Let the flowers keep blooming.
Red. Her wings.
Taking away.
Something that is mine.
Always was.
Won't stop coming back to me.
Cursing me with everything she has.
Might look at her.
She's a butterfly.
What kind of love it is?
Something.
Won't let me breath.
Used to be a garland.
Burning now.
Fire of a butterfly.
Her wings.
I might be a flower.
But I live.
No.
Maybe.
She wants me.
But her way is not right.
A beautiful.
Yet harder path.
Red. Her wings.
Taking away.
Something that is mine.
She's on my neck.
Created a rift.
Was calling it a love mark.
All this time.
Cursing me all over.
Listening.
Been listening for too long.
Burning now.
'Enough', I said.
A butterfly.
Without wings.
Lying dead.
End.
Of my misery.
Started to laugh.
Till I realised, there are no flowers now.
I'm laughing at my own corpse.
Curses forced me to do this.
I want everyone to know this story.
