Phoenix of the Ego

Phoenix of the Ego
by the Traveler

What is in this world that burns in hatred of me?
like a witch at the stake at the bloodthirsty fanatics
flames licking the accused one's feet - till consumed.
It is the darkness looming over the horizon
clouds gather, severe weather, even grayer
than before, so to put out the blaze
in the haze of red, let it rain to soften my heart
and let me rise from the soaked ashes.

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Does anybody care?
...
Only me and my God.