Phoenix Rising

Remnants of a mind long dead, no one to turn to,
no one there to help.
Blazing like the sun fueled by the imagination of a
thousand worlds only to die and rise again.
From the ashes of my mind I scream, I cry, I look around and see no one.
My mind burns the flames lapping at my sanity and the Phoenix rises.
Tearing at my soul every mistake I've ever made appears before my eyes,
in the middle of it all the Phoenix rises.
A last ditch effort to keep what I call mine, gripping onto the last threads
of my sanity only to find then it slips away and I fall.
But I am the Phoenix I shall overcome it all alone
and rise again and the Phoenix rises.