Become the Butterfly

No more looking

Looking through that door

That door that brings sadness

Sadness but also joy

A toxic combination

And an addictive one too

Too much to handle

But handle it you can no more

Close that door, lock that door

Bolt that door if you must

Trust that you will pull through this

So that a better door can open up

Go for it, it’s okay to leave the past behind

Be brave, be free

Become the butterfly.

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