They Said

They said it was okay to be a butterfly in hell, and I rose to the occasion and left them speechless. Moving in the cave with light feet, scared I’ll wake up the dragon within me. Like the way I burnt all bridges that day. Few things can be really underrated, like racism, and so if you get the dragon out of me, I pray you make it alive when speaking with that uncalled for tone.

They said it was okay to be me in hell because there is no room on earth to accept. What I was too scared to listen to is now on speakers so loud, there is no way I could look away.

They had me crying over dreams. I never stopped despising people and not the work. Horrifying how people can make it hard, when without their presence, peace is the only one in existence.