A poem I wrote when I was missing my best friend. She'd just moved half across the country and I was deeply depressed, because we'd been around each other almost everyday for 4 years and all of a sudden she was gone. 'Phoenix' a story about how, although I'll miss her, it might actually be better for us to be seperated for a while so that we can find out who we are as individuals instead of just two parts to a whole. It's a story about seperation and hurt, but rising from the pieces of who we were and into new people.

Phoenix

As I trudge up the hill

Of sinful indecision

Of hateful mourning

I wait

For when I crest the slope

I know I’ll stand

On the precipice of the memories

Of our lives

Step no closer to the edge

For my pit of sorrow and loss

Seems to never come to

A blessed end

I can see the embers deep inside

Kindle my dying flames

So that I may jump into

The inferno

Surrounded by the heat

Of my tumultuous emotions

I finally find the solace

From my pain

Let it burn me up until

There’s nothing left of who I was

And I’ll become someone that she

Never knew

Because from the ashes

Of my memories will

I be reborn into a

Beautiful bird

And I will lift my

Wings of fire

And shake away my

Black regret

And plant my hollow

Bones in the soil of

My remembrance

Of you

And let you have a part of

Me to take, hold dear

And cherish while

You are so far gone

And my fiery reborn

Regretless wings

Will lift and carry

My love down to you