Butterflies in my mind

No one for whom I d shed my skin,
unwrap my heart
No one with whom I d dance like a butterfly
around a flower,
Just my mind as it twirls and spins
around the empty corners of my heart
I got no pace that I wait to hear on the stairs
or the sounds of keys in the door...
I got no bird outside my window or even a worm that breaks through the wall.
I go to bed and hug myself trying to contain my own soul
fearing someday i ll watch her walk out that door
walking away a long narrow path with no dim light at the end...
maybe she already did, and i am just here watching over my corpse