The Orange Butterfly

Do you remember a time when you were happy?

When you were worry-free and there were no tears waiting to fall

I remember

I remember the time a butterfly landed on my nose

I bragged about it for days

But I was happy

And I was smiling

My mom was smiling too

While my brothers laughed

Why can't I go back to that

Now I'm not happy

And I never truly smile

Mom only ever smiles when she's drunk

My brothers still laugh but their laughing at me

Because I asked if they wanted to play tag

They said it was a kids game

And killed any happiness I might have felt

We barely ever talk anymore

Not that there's much to say

All I have left is the memory

The memory of that beautiful butterfly

The one that landed on my nose

It was orange

And now that's my favorite color

Because of what it represents

The happiness I felt that sunny day

And the childhood I have left behind

Oh, what I wouldn't give to have another butterfly land on my nose

An orange one of course

Just to relive the the feelings I felt

Feelings that were so honest and pure

To remind me why my favorite color is orange

Because of the bubbling happiness I felt

To tell me that my childhood isn't over

That I can be who I want to be

Even if that's a kid

But no butterfly's will come

Because my world is dark

And all the flowers are dead

I sit in the middle of the ravaged world

Playing idly with the dead grass

And I know

I know I will never see another orange butterfly again

A poem about depression and growing up. Hope someone likes it.