Bound by the iron chains

Shackles on my arms;

Blood dripping down

Like the dew in the dawn.

Fatigued, gasping I stopped crying for help

Unheard, I realized it was worthless;

Down on my knees, naked, I weeped

Like a beaten dog on a lone road, pieced.

Head down, tears rolled through my cheeks

Felt like angel’s lips on the side;

A light gleamed in the periphery

A ray of hope? I am free!

My life is the definition of wrongful

It was an arrow aimed at me

Flying at mach speed like a falcon on a spree.

Dazed and fidgety I try to break the shackles

The crimson light turning big every second.

I closed my eyes, accepted the fate

Blood gushing out of my mouth, I gasped

I looked under and there was a gape.

Aimed at the heart, the arrow of hate.

I smirked, opened my arms and accepted the fate.

Shrieked for Death herself, she can call it a date.

Felt dizzy, felt the world revolving like I am the plane.

I fell, head first… I am going down in the drain.

Insane.

Ahhhhh, it’s bright, it’s blinding me,

I am in a carnival, a circus;

How am I now free?

Merchants, goons, performers; everywhere I can see.

Was this all a dream, wait why I am not wearing a tee?

I feel a scar on my chest, I realize it was not a dream.

From the ashes, I am reborn like a Phoenix, Seraphim.