Phoenix

The forest is on fire but my tree is still alive.

It grew in the water and now the old tears once despised

Are the only things keeping me alive.

Everyone is burning yet the cold that caused me to quake

Is all that keeps me from going to ash.

Rising and learning from past painful mistakes.

Tomorrow I will try again to touch the sky

To make amends.

If you touch the sky perchance you'll make it cry

Pray for rain to come til the fire ends.

Please let it rain let it rain let it rain,

Feel the love light fight the flame feel the pain.

The things that burned me gave my fire,

But now there is too much and the situation is dire.

How dare I be at peace, my own past forgive

When my whole world is on fire why do I still live?