Phoenix
It all begins with an idea.
Should you fit me in a box?
Weigh me down with lead.
Cover up my light
Make me like your bed
Fit to sleep and slumber
Where my heart doth rage
Lest I leave untattered
Bequeth my empty cage
Tomorrow brings a rainbow
Soth the tides have turned
To bring whats always promised
To rise from that witch burned.
-Heather Valdez
05/09/25