Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Intrusion

I was in a dark spell and mood.

My world was filled with cloudy gloom.

It was a time and place to brood

That I did face impending doom.

I felt something upon my wrist.

A butterfly had landed there,

As if to say I did exist

To see the light somehow, somewhere.

But then the butterfly did leave,

And I was back to feeling sad.

I was depressed, so I would grieve.

But then suddenly I got mad.

That butterfly did return, and

I swatted it dead with my hand.