a bug on the windshield...

a bug on the windshield...
i made my big splash...
my butterfly wings...
gone in a flash...

nothing to hang onto...
slip sliding in wind...
so this is the way...
my story will end...

beauty and the beast...
both sat at the feast...
the beast reaped the most...
the spirit... the least...

but always look upward...
it's not over yet...
a life lived in spirit...
has no room for regret...

this maybe sounds stupid...
but someone will hear...
for those that love life...
and hold it so dear...
there will always be agony...
til we overcome fear...