Millie was a butterfly

She's gone 

she didn't stay long 

she just left 

I'm here in my heart just 

wondering what went wrong 

all alone wondering why

in my loneliness

I simply cry

I feel so empty

now that she's gone 

was she a Butterfly  

fluttering 

and just then no longer 

gone forever 

or is she just over my shoulder 

I don't know 

I just don't know 

I'm fighting with the dark forces in my head now

while trying to hold and own my grief 

while the dark and angry 

thoughts in my head

try to push the ones I love away 

"whats the point now "  

they say

want to be strong 

but i'm just finding it hard 

want to shine on 

but all I feel is 

Desolate 

empty 

and

 a little far from Home