A Gothic Butterfly

You cannot hold me down,

or convince me that I can't fly,

I am not a beast of burden,

there are no limits in the sky.

I'm not a boar who wallows,

a glutton for one's own sorrow,

I thrive on the fact of knowing,

that the sun will rise tomorrow.

and like the sun, I'll also shine,

and darkness will disappear.

Out of the ashes I will rise,

a Phoenix with no fear.

You'll cast your eyes above,

your eyes full of wonder,

yet I won't let you judge me,

or tear my name asunder,

for what you are unaware,

is that the stones you've thrown at me,

is what has pushed me here.

And for what your ignorance has done,

those malicious sticks and stones,

that were meant to break my bones,

will only weigh you down.

So now you can watch me fly,

now you can watch me soar,

I am the blazing Phoenix,

burning those self prison bound.....

Written by,

Elizabeth Taylor

Feb, 2012

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