And we painted the canvases with butterflies

As you told me everything you hoped for

Smudging the wings as they took flight

But never stopping them from getting away

We tore our lives into pieces

Painting the anger on a smooth white surface

Releasing everything we felt in hasty strokes

Until we were contently numb inside

Analyzing our thoughts in colors

And shades of gray on a palette

As you compelled me to give up

On this picture of hope I had created

And we painted the canvases with butterflies

Smudging the wings as they took flight