Burn through the chrysalis

It feels like the 
Weighing down of
Crushing bones 

Inside of 
Where you've been 
Trying to evolve

Beneath the layers of 
Someone else's skin

Penetrating seven
Levels of Integument

Attempting to crawl
Through the chrysalis

Trying to shed your ego
With serrated edges 

Hoping to bleed through
Into something beautiful 
A Moth drawn 

To the same flame
A butterfly avoids

Hoping to burn through 
On the other side 

And emerge the same hue
Praying for a resurrection

Wings still wrapped tightly
In fading colors 

Burnt by your transgressions
A soul-fleeting death

Rising through the ash
Butterflies and moths 
Representing 
The same transformation 
In the end

Dream 
Synth pop
Nu wave
Female 
UK garage 
Future BASS, edm, electro, ambient, indietronica, art pop, abstract hip hop