A One Winged Butterfly

by Glenn G   May 14, 2020


Every day I awaken
I can't help but wonder why
A one winged butterfly
Cannot fly

Every morning I feel like song
But reality makes me wrong
A man with no reason to live
Has no song for him to give

Why doesn't God take me home?
Leaving you here all alone
Wollering in the self-pity of your ills
With a cold beer and a bottle of pills
You don't even know I'm in the house

I guess everybody has some rain
Feels a little aches and pain
But really God, I've had enough

I could use a little of your Grace
A smile on my face
Free from her misery and pain

Why doesn't God take me home?
Leaving you here all alone
Wollering in the self-pity of your ills
With a cold beer and a bottle of pills
You don't even know I'm in the house

I'm not a quitter
So you will not run me off
The love we once had is lost
On your self- induced hallucinations
Growing like an old tree covered in moss

I have begun to learn their names
Through the tragedy of the pain
Of watching you waste what life we have left

Why doesn't God take me home?
Leaving you here all alone
Wollering in the self-pity of your ills
With a cold beer and a bottle of pills
You don't even know I'm in the house

One day God will relieve me of this madness
You won't even know I'm gone
You'll feel no sadness

I will be just one of your imaginary friends
Who left for a short time
You may make someone else's life miserable
But it will no longer be mine

Why doesn't God take me home?
Leaving you here all alone
Wollering in the self-pity of your ills
With a cold beer and a bottle of pills
You don't even know I'm in the house

Why doesn't God take me home?
Leaving you here all alone
Wollering in the self-pity of your ills
With a cold beer and a bottle of pills
You don't even know I'm in the house

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  • 4 years ago

    by Mary

    Powerful words.

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