And if I'm not, Then I'm slowly fading, Erased from thought, My mind degrading, Memories on fire, Existence blazing, But through the fire, I stand there gazing.
But...
I'm lost.
Because if I wasn't, Then I would be found, Raised from the ashes, Like a phoenix heavenbound, So I'll face the thrashes, Of anxiety leaving my mind, I am forever now ashes, Of a phoenix, That fell to the ground.