I am a figment of your imagination,
I am your living lie.
Listless little lucid nightmares,
Lost and loveless, I’m here to watch you cry.
Realise your butterfly dream,
Here we’re sinking deep...
Deeper,
Lower,
Forever diving slower…
All before we fall asleep.
Step one, cross your fingers,
Then close your eyes,
Feel the pain, it lingers,
And then it starts to rise.
But before you do,
Just make a wish,
Take a deep breath,
And we'll make it come true.
Tell me your darkest secret,
That's step two,
Show me your rage and your tempest,
So I can take a step closer to you,
Nearer and nearer,
Never farther,
Just laying low,
Another step taken slow,
Step three here we make it faster,
Flashing lights burning brighter,
Careless whispers from the radio,
Playing harder and louder,
It's blinding,
It's deafening,
But they don't matter.
This is your butterfly dream,
And it’s my worst nightmare,
When I’m right here fleeting,
I’m yours to shatter and tear.
I am your butterfly dream,
My chapped wings can’t break free,
And tonight your smile is all I see,
It’s my poison and your kiss is killing me.
Step four when you clench your fist,
Baby, just bite your wet lips,
Cause just as the night is nearly over,
Listen to what remains of my strength,
Your butterfly can barely even hover.
So step five start to cry,
Water my heart you’ve salted dry,
Prepare to say your worst goodbye,
It’s time to let go of your make believe lover.
Give freedom your crippled butterfly.
And just watch me up high,
Higher and higher,
Quickly going slower…
Up, up, up,
Stop.
And then I’ll see your tears just shower,
And I’d begin to go lower,
Up, up, up, stop.
Down…
Down, down, down,
And in your frown I’d drop.
I’m your loveless little lucid lie,
Your butterfly dream,
And I’m here to stay another night—
Until the next time I see you cry.
2017-November--- Requested by a close cousin
Title by Lonely Poet
Butterfly effect(A dramatisation on the Uncertainty Principle) -The wind created by a flap of a butterfly's wings can generate tornadoes at the other end of the world.