Phoenix Rising
From the fires of my fractured past,
I emerge, reborn, unbound at last.
In the wreckage, I lay, skin singed and torn,
But from each scar, a new strength is born.
Chaos once whispered and thundered within,
Carving caverns deep under my skin.
I stumbled and fell on a road cracked wide,
Learning to walk with shadows beside.
Learning to unlearn the echoes that stayed,
The voices, the doubts that life had laid.
Reclaiming the pieces left behind,
Shattered and scattered, but wholly mine.
I rise from ashes, ember and coal,
Burned by my history, healed by its toll.
In every flame, a flicker of grace,
Rebuilding my spirit, reclaiming my space.
Words flow freely, a river unbound,
Each syllable whispers what I’ve found:
Strength in the broken, power in pain,
A phoenix reborn from life’s cruel flame.
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