Falling/by:Haunted Lunacy

It takes my breath away, 

the illusion that I’m standing

still.

When actually I’m falling,

falling back into the feels.

The feels that took my heart,

and ripped it from chest.

the feels that ripped into

my soul, and left the pieces

for the rest.

The butterflies, they again invade,

devouring the monster, the monster

that she once had made.

now it takes my breath away,

The illusion that I am still the man,

the man that she once threw away.

Oh but not to you , you that thinks I hung

the moon, the butterflies may be here 

today, but soon you will discard me too.