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Who Killed the Phoenix?

I died today the blood stained the streets, I rotted away in the sun mangled in a pile. I remember it The way he shot me in the face spit on my back and then walked away nonchalant and innocent, like I had it coming. I had it coming; yeah I had escaped the dungeon for this. I had wrestled with the words long enough to die again today to long for the cemetery and be placed in the jaws of my lonely grave. I died today the day I was born this morning, the sun soaked up the sweat left open my brow and the blood drained into the streets congealed to dry he must have had it coming said the officer at the scene of the crime and I remember it like it was yesterday even though I died tonight. I read your words and they consumed me your craftsmanship evaded my questions and this provoked me I put the book down and the gun was in my face we went outside danced in the lights of the stars and street lights and then he shot me and I died. The pin stripes the top hat this meant nothing. The engagement ring, the letter to myself the judgement day should never have looked like this and that’s how it happened the last dance my dieing wish fulfilled nothing made sense nothing mattered no rage. Just sadness total oblivion he did not know who I am I am the phoenix I will wake up tomorrow and I will be back. Choking on the ashes of an unkept promise I will be bragging the compromises to you my dear I will be throwing the flames from my mouth this time around I will be painting memories for us to part I died today different from all the others but this matters not to me with no secrets left to tell. I died today will die again tomorrow I am used to it it hurts this way but I’m starting not to mind. You will die today I have learned I will avenge my death I have learned to survive I have learned to delved deeper into your everyday and pull out your soul rip it to shreds and gnash my teeth tear you to bits pull me from you pull me from you it means nothing I'm trying to tell you I'm fine today but was reborn today Numb

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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