Butterfly Effect

- The Seasons Of Grief: Chapter III - Poem VI -

And so, it happens once more,

A whisper turns to a roar

This typhoon summons darkened skies so wild,

A tarnished jacket worn,

A soldier’s edges torn,

Raindrops fill the cracks of these keepsakes, which once made me smile

God, you should’ve seen his face when he first saw me,

But now this butterfly effect,

It’s a quiet mist, it’s a twilight tide,

He says, “I don’t know how to act when you’re like this.”

So, I fell into his arms cause all I do is remise,

And hope to heaven this won’t cause friction on the ride

We fit so well,

But at midnight I’d call, and the tears would swell

I felt worse after every sad spell,

I want to make this one my last,

But this butterfly effect,

It’s a growing storm that consumes my past

There was once a time,

Where I hid it all and lied that I’m fine,

But now I keep retracing this pattern,

A record atop a shelf,

Repeating itself,

I continue running in place, while he tries to keep balance with my pace

God, you should’ve felt his heart when he first chose me,

But now this butterfly effect,

It’s a quiet spark, it’s a blazing fight

He says, “I don’t know how to act when you’re like this.”

So, I told him I’m sorry, because of the calm waters, I always dismiss,

And hope to heaven this won’t cause him to cry 

We know each other so well,

Now that I’ve learned to always kiss and tell

I felt worse when I let it dwell,

I want to make this one my last

But this butterfly effect,

Has turned into a tornado, bringing up my past

What if I fix me?

Will that make it easy?

Can I stop being so uneasy?

So he still loves me?

Say the word, and I’ll beg on my knees,

For you to never leave, I know I’m not perfect, but please,

Do you regret choosing me?

I’d never recover if you were to leave

Cause you brightened my dimming light,

Took my heart and made it right

Please, stay with me through this storm,

I know there are going to be better days to look for