Swallowtail

let me in /and let me go /tell me that I need to know

swallow the key /swallow the key

you feel compelled /but its far too late to try and tell me now

so I'll try to suck it out

open mouth feels warm /secrets swollen so sore

we all know and we can't ask why /you turned into an ugly butterfly

that shape of you /closes in and forms a shade of grey /hanging over hanging me

sorry you're gone /the voices they left me thinking

the words that I've forgotten now /try to come but can't come out