Lost

Never thought this was possible.  The air that was once filled with joy and laughter has been replaced by the bitterness of yesteryear.  Silence echoes of my heart resonate through the stillness of time as it ticks away slowly and painfully with every swish every sway of the pendulum.  Inevitably shaken my lips quiver, eyes well and emptiness fills my soul.  Longing for what might have been, searching for what could be and hoping that tomorrow will be just a bit brighter.  Lost but not forgotten. Frozen. Seeking that which ought not to be sought and reflecting, gazing deeply into the mirrored abyss.  Losing you slowly, metamorphically I come to be.  Myself gloriously revealed, tacky wings pulsating in the air, stronger, they move up and down in the wind, building strength with each pulsating beat until I gather enough strength and courage to try to fly.  Fly, fly high away.  Breathe.  Beautiful butterfly, spirit completely transformed I am me.