Butterflies Without Hope

By Babe Guillotine

Butterflies Without Hope is a short poetry book that shares my inner most struggles, thoughts, and feelings. The poetry inside was made to display the good and the bad of the life we live.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tablo Publishing
• Release date: Mar 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9781649696182

Book preview

My Unsent Love Letter 

Hey babe, 

I’m dancing on the edge 

maybe I should just 

jump off instead.

I am just hanging off the ledge 

waiting to slip and 

crack my head. 

Staples and stitches simply can’t fix this! 

the pain of my everyday life is explicit.

The thought of there being 

one perfect person for 

Everyone kept me going.

You and your soulmate dying 10 years apart 

and taking a bullet for the person behind the trigger.

People we love leave and people we trust lie.

Bad people live and good people die. 

So when I die do me up like a Victorian doll 

buried with sweets covered in lace 

until we meet again

The Sleepless Monster 

And now I sleep in the dark.

Not because I’m trying to get over my fears, 

because I wanna know if I can still feel

anything at all.

Including fear! 

And because being afraid 

is 10 times better than 

ripping your skin open with a knife. 

You’ll have a reason for waking up 

with puffy red eyes.

Because you fell asleep crying 

not because you were sad, 

because you were terrified.  

That’s what you tell them anyway. 

It’s not like they would know 

the difference.

You end up talking to your bedroom wall 

because there’s no one there. 

there’s nobody left who would waste a moment 

of their time to have a conversation with you.

you’re alone but you knew that 

you’ve known that...

Closed Curtains

Cutting my skin like paper 

with a blade that is just sharp enough 

simply isn’t enough 

not anymore 

after life there’s nothing 

and if this is the only show I get

why step out early 

and everyday I wake up feeling useless, 

like I’m not achieving. 

That I’ll just be another life, 

here and then gone.  

With no mark on the world. 

That I’m not gonna make a difference. 

That I’m this tiny little speck. 

That I was destined for mediocrity. 

That I-i’m not good at anything I do 

no matter how hard I