Exhausted Phoenix

The return on investment fallacy
doubled down by the I told you so reality
Breathing heavy from all the running
I waved the white flag for still

Withstood the angry headwinds
Soothed the skittish people pleaser
Said tearful goodbyes to my most
beloved things to accommodate his

Begged karma for favor
Watched her shake her head
There is no peace
when you dance with the devil

Grains fall in the hourglass
a reminder of immediacy
Ashamed to run again
Fearful of standing still

Hoarding bubble wrap and packing tape
for an inevitable future
an exhausted Phoenix
spitting ashes once again