BLACK BUTTERFLY

I gazed up to the deep blue sky

and ended
up kissing a beautiful black butterfly.

I stuck
out my finger as gentle as I could.

To feel the
touch of destiny, like everyone should.

But this
black butterfly flew far beyond my reach.

Her
wings fluttering softly to some soulful little beat.
Suddenly I had this vision,

was it on some sort of mission,
to put my soul on a collision

and change all my bad
decisions.

To give me light to fight the beast in the
night.

To conqueror inner fears that I very rarely share.
Or maybe I'm just tripping,

seeing some imaginary
sign and just flipping.

Never been very good in
reading signs.

Maybe that's why I always end up
in a such bind.

Miracles happen every day.

Would
this be the day it sways my way.

Is kissing a black
butterfly some sort of omen.

Or maybe I should give
my life to Christ like my mother always told me.

This
is such a thing to ponder,

I stood there in a daze I and
wondered.

I want my soul at peace when it's time for
me to go

and not end up in flames way down deep below.