The Rising Phoenix

Finding comfort in the power of words, a journey of love, hurt, healing and belief through poetry.

The Rising Phoenix ❤️


A wound that cuts a person so deep
A trust that's broken and a soul that weeps.
A relationship that's shattered a love that's lost
A pain that's felt no matter cost.

The one who controls the strings
A master who always wins.
A master of illusions and trickster so bold
A deception that never gets old.

A smile that masks and a tone that's soothing.
A mask of kindness hiding their motives.
They pull the strings to control the play
A joker dictating in own way.

Betrayal is a poison that's hard to heal
A wound that leaves a scar, for real.
A deception that's hard to forgive
A feeling that's difficult to reveal.

A knife that stabs you in the back
A wound that leaves a permanent mark.
And It cuts us like a sharpened knife
And takes away the joy of our life.
The trust we had which is shattered and broken
The relationship was lost where words left unspoken.

Mental abuse is a hidden pain
A torture that's hard to explain.
Words that cut like sharpened blades
Leaving scars that won't fade.

The mind is a battlefield
Where love and hate both debate.
A war that leaves us feeling insane
And searching for what we've missed to gain.

The one we love now becomes
The source of our deepest fears.
We try to hide the bruises
And hide the constant silent tears.

Yet we stay trapped in this pain
A cycle that we cannot break.
But new love will come again
And hoping it won't be the same.

A friend who's false, a love that's untrue
A broken bond that leaves you feeling blue.
The hurt is so great it shatters your soul
Leaving you to pick up the pieces to make you whole.

So beware of the ones who say they care
And trust the ones who have been there.
For betrayal is a wound that's so deep
A wound that's felt no matter cheap.

In the end, all things will come to light
And one day the truth will rise in the day or night.
Manipulation may win a few rounds
But honesty will win all way round.
Until then, the hurt remains
A lesson learned from a heart in chains.


Finally, we must find the strength to rise
And break the chain of abusive lies.
Embrace the freedom that is our prize
And heal the wounds to enjoy the new ride.