When we ended
I died
And woke up in heaven

I’ve been running for too long
I’ve been hiding in the woods
Always searching for the truth
Without knowing how it looks

Every battle should be won
Every pain will turn to dust
All the bridges are in flames
Me with them but that’s the nature of the Phoenix

Will you love me as I am?
When I emerge from the flames
Covered in ashes
Will you see me through the scars?
Without pity or remorse

Even with the bounty on my head
I’ll hold my head high
Not ashamed of all my wounds
Stronger after every fall
That’s the true nature of the Phoenix

all is well
only time will tell
is she well?
do you ask to define her
or to further understand
why she no longer can confide in others
attempting to define intimacy
placing love in several endeavors
she has lost the denotation
of a natural organic salvation.
who let you define her
without her did you know
they would be lined up.
you don't know her true value
and now she can no longer find it.
I now know none of us do
real love never fails
and not one of us prevailed.
dear future self
love has failed you
recollect because in the end
you were still you
without it.