You built your silence like a temple of stone Each brick a promise you made alone No gods were needed, no hands to guide Only the echo you keep inside You carved your truth into mirrored walls Where every reflection obeys your call A crown of reasons, polished and bright To justify what you call “right” You speak in circles that never break A sacred language only you make And every doubt that dares to rise Is buried quickly under disguise But the stone begins to learn your name And whispers back that it’s all the same What you defend, what you deny Still bleeds through every alibi These are your altars, built on air and pride Where truth is something you locked inside You kneel to echoes only you can hear And call it faith when it’s only fear These are your altars, cold and refined A perfect prison for a fractured mind And in the glow of your self-made flame You forget the ones you never named Built too high To see the ground Built too deep To turn around You dressed your absence in noble form A quiet shelter against the storm But every pillar you raised with care Was built on someone else’s air They called your name through fractured doors While you perfected invisible wars And every voice you chose to mute Became the roots you now dispute And now the structure starts to bend The truth you shaped won’t just pretend What stands in light begins to fall And you are inside it all These are your altars, built on air and pride Where truth is something you locked inside You kneel to echoes only you can hear And call it faith when it’s only fear These are your altars, cracking at the seam A sacred ruin of a broken dream And in the fire of your own design You see the cost of every line If I tear it down… what remains of you? Not the statue… not the view Just the silence you tried to bless Just the weight of your emptiness These are your altars, now burning bright No longer hiding in hollow light You kneel no more, yet cannot stand With broken faith in your own hand These are your altars, collapsing slow And in their fall, you finally know That every truth you tried to frame Was built to shelter only your name
