The ashes of my dreams scatter in my room,
As I see my roots crumble and rot as I try to get myself together
And several fingers pinpoint and question my existence
The ashes of my beliefs fly around me,
As I see my flesh and blood walk all over me and bring me down.
And my crushed self is left alone.
The ashes of my hope fly away from me,
As I see my bright tomorrow become pitch black.
And the abyss of darkness sucks me in.
The ashes of my happiness have disappeared,
As I try to revive my happy memories but alas fail.
And all I’m left is with the broken pieces of past.
The dark ashes of me are lost within me,
As I try to rise again like a phoenix from them.
And with my new wings I will fly high.