I found the silver Phoenix ring you gave me 

It was on the closet shelf way up high 

When you slid it on my finger you said,

“My love is like that bird, it’ll never die.” 

But what you said wasn’t what you meant

You didn’t want the life we shared

Instead you wanted anything else

While you pretended how much you cared

Like a wildfire in a summer drought

The true love I thought we’d found

Was consumed by your heartless flame

Leaving only ashes on the ground.

It took a long time but that’s over now

That fire cleansed me to my core

I rose from those ashes, wise and strong

And now I am free to soar

I found the silver Phoenix ring you gave me 

It was on the closet shelf way up high 

When I slid it on my finger I said to myself, 

“I am that bird and I will fly.”