Chains Of The White Phoenix

In her mind's twilight, the white phoenix roams
Her wings once ablaze, now cold as stone
A silent flame, her inner fire fights
Against the chains unseen, through endless nights

Longing for the sky, for rebirth she yearns
Her soul barely alive, as doubt twists and turns
Dreaming of the day her flight will soar
When her feathers blaze in glory once more

Once immaculate, now her feathers bear stains
Marked by afflictions, by sorrow's chains
Reflecting conflicts that rage deep within
Turning her hopes into prisons so grim

Longing for the sky, for rebirth she yearns
Her soul barely alive, as doubt twists and turns
Dreaming of the day her flight will soar
When her feathers blaze in glory once more

With each dawn, she faces her mind's confining walls
Negative thoughts bind like relentless iron thralls
Fighting the darkness, keeping her tale alive
Believing in freedom, for which she strives

When finally her bonds shatter, her victory cry will sound
Her mind transformed from prison to a sacred ground
Reborn in strength, more radiant than before
The white phoenix rises, to soar once more

Now she claims the sky, her rebirth so clear
Her soul revived, free from fear
Soaring above, with feathers ablaze
The white phoenix ascends, in luminous grace