I once ended up
in the middle of Arizona
with nothing but a single cigarette
and a couple mints.
No phone, no money,
not even any shoes.
This one guy on a motorcycle
pulled over to the side of the road
where I stood, lost,
gave me a funny look
and then took off again.
I don't remember how I got there,
but the next morning I woke up in Phoenix
outside a gas station with
50 dollars in my pocket and a slip
of paper that read:
"keep it up, honey" on one side,
and a phone number on the other.
I never called.
I never even wondered
who had written it.

Inhibitions are burned by candlelight,
and resurrected by daybreak.
Let us map each other
like the mountains and valley's of these sheets,
so that our comfort has risen
before the morning phoenix
that so intends to banish our touch
from each other's bodies.
Capture those candles in your eyes,
and I'll spark our fire,
so that the harshest sunlight
could never force us to forget the moonlight
upon our skin,
and those phoenix ashes.

Delicate are its wings,
Of fire and of gold.
It spreads them wide,
Them wings so old.
And when it flies,
The winds are moved.
For it is life,
And it is proved.

I'm not quiet because I'm shy
I'm quiet because I fear if I speak
dark ashes will fall from my lips
revealing the phoenix inside

Fall asleep under the trees
I raise my voice to sing to thee
Listen to my lonely call
And face the fears that torture all

My tears will help and strengthen you
Until Courage builds up a new tune
And when I die, remember me
I raise my voice to sing to thee

We shall learn to fly
And leap of the mountain cliff
" Let's hop in together" you say
We'd dive in a deep blue ocean
Waves crashing through the roof
Overwhelming our emotions
Perils to the minds treasure
And shout till we lose our voice
Wash out from the cage and hold to freedom
Wash out the soot of our past And born a new
Like the phoenix being reborn From its own flame
Be like a rockstar no one has ever seen
Singing the ballads of glory
Screaming for love,justice and faith
Swinging the crowds around
Getting high on our adrenaline
Jumping high and crashing down to the ground
Setting the world on fire
The fault is in me and its in you.
Mortal beings we might be
But we could live forever

A Phoenix that shouldn't be caged yet is tied down with strings.
Only time will tell if it can be free to spread its wings.
The freedom of flying isn't attainable without sacrifices.
The journey seeking for another has come to an end.
The feathers one by one begin to fall, heart bleeding and its soul fading.
Without attention, acceptance or love, it withers away
in a fiery and phenomenal bittersweet extinction.

With windswept hair and time-scarred skin
I stand bleeding beneath the blazing sun
I open my heart and power seeps in
Blood turns to ash as I turn to the flame
Time stands still as the ages burn away
Feathers formed from unshed tears
Shield me as night turns to day
Wounds sustained while
Bound to my plight
Seared closed by
Ancient Light

Your very presence does to me,
the inexplicable.
I watch you shyly.
You, walkin' like a lady.
in smokin' yoga pants.
Lately rocking only sweats.
I swear you had a beard one day.
I want to approach you, eager, and say:
"I like it. Please take me away."

Confines stunt now and wilt my insides
when I simply chance a glance at mirrors.
Why would I stay here when I'm unwelcome?
These ******* confines wilt me and
will **** me someday, much faster then the
cancer I'd like.

Can't get you out of my head,
thrashin' nightly in my bed.
Who the ****'s to say I can't live the way
I see myself deeply, inside out?
But then I dream about the toilets.
I still dream about the tension.
How do you walk so tall
and split the difference when you're broke as ****?
Morally bankrupt, hunting pennies to pay your sins?
Is this line you walk
the brittle back of safety, or
is this line that's been drawn
the fear of native captives
waiting for spit?
I like it so much I'd even meet you
on your worst day just knowing
I could be the god I am,
without definition,
**** and lying on grass.

The tears of gender on my bed sheets,
too tired of the run to get up.
I'll inter myself, to ******* rise anew,
no obligations outside of love,
and if it makes old love boil in blood,
then,

****.

I was Vivacious, lively, wild.
A girl who was wild and free.
I was the romantic,  the addict.
the unhealthiest of combinations.

With you
I confused
Trust with Lust.

they say you wanted this from the first moment, and in the end you were deadly.

there was no middle ground
you would **** all on this earth,
setting the place on fire and
the water cannot save me
        if you cannot have me.

it is okay to be breakable,
to never rely on anything as indecisive as chance.
to be fake, be secretive
to stop giving it more attention than it needs.

Temptation lies ahead.
but romance is still alive, if you put forth the effort.

I need to learn to fall in love with a person- not just the idea of
falling
        in
     love.
I should know by now that I can be
deeply emotional or completely merciless,
there can be no in between.

I am a Mermaid,
I am a Phoenix ,
I will rise from the ashes of this broken love and break free of the tides that have all but drowned me over the years.

You have no power over me.

I am Vivacious, lively, wild.
A girl who is wild and free.
I AM the romantic, I will always be the addict.
the unhealthiest of combinations,

but also the most exciting.