Phoenix

I am the Phoenix.

I don't rise from ashes,
but I know I live forever.
When the world clashes,
I'll struggle through the endeavor.

The cycle, like a spectrum
contains two parts, I believe.
At first, unaware I'm happily dumb,
Next, I know the truth, so I grieve.

I am the phoenix, I've been given clues.
Reliving moments, or having foresight.
Although at times it feels like abuse.
I know I'll forever be alright.

The people I love, forever at my side.
This gives me some peace of mind.
All they do for me, as they provide,
For this is life, that which others are blind.