A very dear friend of mine has recently been chasing her demons. And while I battled mine on paper (last week), hers seems to be coursing through her without an outlet. If only she looked through my viewfinder, she'd see herself in a very different (rose-colored) light. This is for her…

Cocooned in a world of darkness
Unaware of the power and beauty within
Pierce the shell and release your burden
See through my eyes
And become the butterfly