Fee-nicks

Its the pressure not the heat

That's the misconception

When youre smothered beneath the embers

You quickly learn that lesson

The pain is unfathomable

And the result is called a myth

Nobody knew me before

So whats it matter if they believe i exist

My only sustenance oxygen

To feed my feathered flare

A reward or a punishment

I question with a weathered glare

But what is, happens to be

My history now feels profane

When I changed so did every memory

And my present is unimaginable pain

The burn isnt for show

Its deep and it hurts

Graceful i may appear

But ive never felt worse

Ive tried to end it

Flown high and dove deep

But I can't run from this

I cant hide from me

I close my eyes tight

For a second to rest

This feels like the same heat

That used to burn in my chest

Its consumed me fully

Im feeling all dried up

To rise out of the ashes

Isn't supposed to be fucked