“A Rise From Near Certain Demise” is a poem about being at the bottom because of others keeping you down, but getting back up and proving your haters wrong.
I sit and ponder
Your red evil eyes
Don’t have to wonder
You plot my demise
Now it’s no surprise
You want me no more
Yet I will still rise
Despite what’s in store
Once I was full of self-doubt
I now fruitfully ponder
While you still wander about
In search of a new lover
Sure, keep your hatred coming
I won’t be held back, you’ll see
Slowly, surely becoming
What you swore I’d never be
~ Phoenix <3
(9-22-2011 / 6-10-2018)
