I’m a little butterfly
Stuck in his sticky web
Drawn only to him
Much like a moth is to a flame
I try to break free
It is of no use
No will to over power
Will I ever be released?
I can’t pull away
I can’t hide
This feeling I can’t fake
It’s me he always finds
I can’t do anything
He’s got me wrapped
I’m nothing…
But trapped
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice.. deep and personal too. nice comparisons and wording(: