Butterflies

Graceful in autumn days
You're a symbol of peace
Under summers haze
There's more to be seen

Marked upon wrists
A symbol of many thoughts
From committing suicide
To being stronger than what's bought

You float on a page
Paper or skin
But what matters
Is what's within

Blood so precious
To execute pain
You are a shield
For strength, not shame

Delicate you are
Given a beloved name
All over ones arm
You're worn like fame

Hidden under clothes
A kept secret behind
You show them it's all right
Soon they shall find

So innocent and sweet you are
All around you flutter
Protective until
You're destroyed by the cutter