Sad Girl Autumn
Happiness is a butterfly happiness ; like a butterfly eluding any contact and catching it's flight away from all that is besotted with it. i hope it made it on time so it can come back around another night but, right before it lands it has to go and it always goes and it WILL always go because it HAS to go towards the muted light of the moon and eventually inside of it with it's Midas touch on the moon it has eluded once again taking the rays with it without it there is no light and once again, there is eternal night so in that night I sing the same old lullaby at my forever 2am and ask myself just why all that gold and no shine writing on the walls with a feather pen trying to decipher "life" trying to map my mind. and so I know oh, I know that, I know now, I know; I have become the night. I was thinking that I thought that what if I'm not made to keep the butterfly? and what if I'm not destined to be of it's kind? because butterflies do not last an...