Buttercups

Your death was one,
That devastated the world,
And I hate the way,
All the events unfurled.
I gazed into your coffin,
And held back my cries,
As I looked once more,
Into your soft grey eyes.
The dawn is breaking,
And in the sun's light,
I stand in mourning,
As a raven takes flight.
These cuts on my wrist,
Never seem to heal,
Because ever since you left me,
I simply cannot feel.
Pain does not effect me,
reality is slipping away.
I feel closer and closer to insanity,
Each and every day.
I love you very much,
And I'm sure I'll see you soon,
I'll be back here tonight,
During the full moon.
Butterflies of blue,
Seem to lose their flight,
Because you aren't here,
To give them all their might.
Buttercups of Yellow,
Now fade to black,
Because of the simple reason,
That we can never have you back.