Soft smiles drawn on pinky cheeks,
Eyes who don’t look, but scrutinize,
In a curious way, the world before them,
just like an infant who sees it for the first time.
The road was long. Hard. Tumultuous.
It wasn’t easy to overcome. Not in the slighest.
When emotions take entirely possession of your mind
You can’t do anything but submit to their sweet enchantment;
As a deadly potion, they slowly kill you,
While you keep drinking from them.
And, when everything seems lost, yourself included, the Angel came.
His wings sent away the darkness and his touch gave me a new life inside.
The Phoenix needed an Angel to reborn this time.
Fire sparked from the inside to the outside, holding the celestial being in a tight hug.