Butterfly

The pain, it hurts, I dont know why
The butterflies fly free and not I
I'm forced to live with shackled feet,
My wings you break, my back you beat,

The colors gone, the fires die
Nothing stands still except the sky
The black earth boils, fire running red
But I still stand here, mind numb with dread

Fire burns my feet, it does not lie
Tears cannot flow from my eyes
I try to run, I scream in pain
Trying to fight the ropes in vain

Thorns dig into flesh, slicing my thigh
Oh why can I not say goodbye?
These wings that were as white as snow
Stained by sin, ripped by things not known

My legs are broken, my throat is dry
A broken body wishing to die
The flames consume, a being is pure
A child forgiven, she found the cure.

The pain, its gone, into the sky
The butterflies fly free and so do I
Wings pure white, I do not miss
That life I led, for I got my wish.

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