Phoenix

When the cold winds blow from the mountainside,

I miss your touch, I miss you.

You scarred me for life,

The pain still remains in the darkest dungeon of my heart.

I wish to be reborn again,

Like a phoenix that rises from its own ashes.

I wish a life full of myriad colors,

With all the hues that speak of love.

I wish you were here by my side,

You could see life through my eyes.

I dreamt of a world of our own,

Now all I see are shards of glass.