Phoenix

I feared loss
I feared hate
I feared laughter
I feared seeing the twinkle in my eye
I feared failure
I feared the spot light

I still am afraid
I feared till I burst into flames

In the aftermath
Among the ashes
I found my high

I learned to let go
I learned to love
I learned to laugh
I learned to step over my failure
I learned to be the spot light

I still am afraid

I let it consume me
Till I burst into flames

But then again
I learned that to overwhelm-burst into flames and rise up
Is what I’ll have to do
Till the day I do, what has been willed of me

I still am afraid
I fear till I burst into flames

… “It’s best to have failure happen early in life. It wakes up the Phoenix bird in you so you rise from the ashes.”
– ANNE BAXTER

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