The time has come,
the hourglass has shattered,
The clock stopped in time,
The vase of dead Roses,
withering away as it all goes on, forgetting how to feel,
how to love someone,
yet somehow I see,
things you'll never see..
I see a butterfly in a open summer breeze,
but over time that breeze faded,
the seasons changed,
you are stranded, I tried to help you,
I tried with all I felt, but no matter what I did.. it never helped,
i see the butterfly growing weak and frail, its colours fading..
like the brink of betrayal,
I watched as it tried to fly away..
say goodbye,
yet it didnt try to leave,
fly away this time,
it looked at me,
it was over..again,
the butterfly collapsed,
and I met my end..
