I sit here all alone,
the grief and sadness engulf me like a shroud of gloom,
I am surrounded by darkness,
The light in my life is gone, I have nothing more
You brought me in touch with my inner butterfly,
But before the butterfly could break free,
You were gone and the light had gone out
Now this butterfly struggles, it wants to get out,
But the butterfly can't break free I wont let it,
It will die without the light to sustain it,
the butterfly's struggles get weaker, but I suppress it.
The fight is futile and its struggles are now just a flutter,
the darkness gets stronger as it touches its fragile wings,
There is no light left, the gloom is blacker than black
the light that was there, will be nothing but a painful memory
Adding your comment:
see the light..but painful memories
Bravo 
sss David 
