Rise

Always loyal.
My wings;
they grow weary of your flight plan.
Constantly on route...
at your beck and call.
To busy feeding you life,
to moonlight.
You drain loves fire from within my soul...
to a measly candle flame,
that flickers.
Bleeding the once vibrant deep plum,
of my chest and wings...
which no longer shine for all to see.
Now just a dull pale washed out pink,
that holds no beauty.
My tail of gold has become brittle and fragile,
for this I hold no value...
what was once thought of as rich and pure;
is now tainted and useless.

"How did i become so weak?"

He said " your colours have faded,
Its time for you to go.
Build your nest elsewhere,
reflect your thoughts and burn...
with the rejected heart that lays within".

So for the last time, I will do as you wish.
I will sit in our nest.
As my last tear for you falls, igniting me;
causing inferno.
Roaring flames light up the night sky...
hiding my screams;
To you they remain a stranger.
Reaching a deafening key,
they begin to burn out.
Reduced to a mere pile of ashes on a branch,..
well...
that's what your arrogant ego had hoped for...
but from ashes, a phoenix is reborn.