Lesbian Poetry

This phoenix will rise

In the fetal position I once lay,
never knowing I could fly away.
From all of my pain lifting myself from this floor,
as I know in my heart that I deserve more.

So I climb to my knees,
finally seeing the woods through the trees.
A glimmer of hope that flickers so bright,
so deep in me I search for my might.

Slowly I rise and make a stand,
in a bid to leave behind me this painful land.
Knowing only too well where I go from here,
as I say goodbye to my every fear.

Walking away at a steady pace,
stronger than ever as my past I face.
Refusing to lay down and die,
I realize now is the time to fly.

My newfound wings I slowly spread,
ready to soar where I feared to tread.
Leaving behind my shattered dreams,
that like my childhood were ripped at the seams.

Yet somehow I find the courage within,
to know that this is where my new life will begin.
Insignificant ashes beneath me as I head toward the skies,
I am reborn as I know THIS PHOENIX WILL RISE!!!

31/01/05 (0:59am)