Black Butterflies

Something forbidden and sweet
But bitter and hard edged too
Black butterflies in the darkened sky
Swirling around fading out the moon
Struggling in my heart and trying to get free
Slicing and gashing with their razor sharp wings
Making me feel hurt and ill
My body feels hot and wants to bleed
Butterflies you can see in the black of my eyes
I try to harden myself against this hurt
I paint on a smile that's contorted with pain
My heart dead in its casket, lined with silk
In the corners of my eyes I see the butterflies
Its always the black butterflies
I see black butterflies in his hair
Black butterflies that symbolise despair
Making him more beautiful to me
Just because I can never have him
I want to hold him close and never let go
Have him for my very own
Black butter flies or bad luck butterflies
I can feel the presence of them strong
Whenever he is around and close
Especially when he touches me
Because I can feel the whisper of their wings again...
And it hurts so bad
Black butterflies all around
Black butterflies that swarm over my destruction
I can hear them in my silent screams
And behind every word I speak