Phoenix

By Janae Smyth

Some nights I lie awake wandering the windy paths of my mind  

Absent to reality as I walk through the woods to find  

hidden truths and warped mirrors traveling through time 

I drive without being present whilst I try to fit into the shoes of everyone I know and those whom  I’ve since split  

I see myself through all but my own iris  

The more I think the more my personality goes through dialysis  

And I’ve thought my emotions out of existence  

So much so I become my own analyst  

Each somber moment is another catalyst  

The spiral deepens with each circle another reflection  

leading closer toward my ultimate destruction  

Just to start again a new trait up for construction  

I’ve been torn down and rebuilt more than a kids favourite Lego set  

Each version of me I can’t seem to forget  

But here I am living life with no regret  

Loving every second of an addicting remix  

Coming back stronger each time like a phoenix 

By Janae Smyth