After swimming through oceans of tears
Gulping salt water that tastes like poison
You look around and see just waves around
You reach out a hand into the void
You stand on the edge of that terrace
What once used to be your hiding place
You look down at the empty roads
The wind around is cool on your skin
On the verge of destruction, like a dead phoenix lies
Rage still clear in her eyes
Wings still ready to fly
But you’re on your bed,
Dreaming about the end of your day
Lying on wet pillows
Face still moist with fresh tears
While you imagine yourself in all of these places
You’re still here, on the edge of a cliff
One step, and you’re free
So you open your hands like wings
Like the phoenix in you does
Ready to burn itself in the raging fire
Lying on the scattered pieces of a devastated place
That you once called home
One last smile
As cold as the breeze on your wet skin
As dead as the love of a disloyal lover
And one last whisper
“Ready? Jump!”
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