Butterflies filled with Lies

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>The very same person I created my dreams with to create and build with abandoned me and at the time I was too blind to see. Was it always this way? I just couldn't accept my beautiful dream really being a beautiful nightmare. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Not being able to tell what day it was only that it was day or night; I couldn't decipher what was right. Until God gave me my might and I began writing to find some kind of joy in life. I wanted to do something I can control and this became my escape. Ask me then and the heartache was paralyzing deafening I was lost in love. Wrapped up in a tale by everything that sounded swell I didn't even understand myself well. Ask me now and my heart is stronger I now know that I had to become reacquainted with self; to know what was good for my health. Allow me to help you through your heartache because your future all that is at stake you can't afford to break. Join me on this journey from being wrapped up in an illusion to self-fulfillment. Maybe my story is just one of many that hasn't been told to a few or plenty.</span></p><p></p>