[Verse 1] I’ve been living in a fog that never clears, Counting my breaths, but losing my years. Whiskey-stained thoughts on the edge of my bed, Dancing with ghosts that live in my head. The silence screams louder than the crowd, I fake my smiles, I laugh too loud. Afraid to sleep, afraid to dream, ‘Cause that’s when the pain begins to scream. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] So I write to the me I hope to be, Somewhere beyond this misery. ⸻ [Chorus / Refrain] Dear future me, if you’re still alive, Tell me you found a way to survive. Tell me the dark turned into dawn, That all these scars made you strong. I’m writing through tears that blur my shelf, Love, from the me who hates himself. ⸻ [Verse 2] I touch my skin, trace every line, Every cut a story I thought was mine. The mirror’s a stranger, hollow eyes stare, A body present, but no one’s there. Every dream’s a shadow, running in place, A loop of loss I can’t erase. The days repeat, the lights all fade, And I drown in the plans I never made. ⸻ [Bridge] If I could scream loud enough, would you hear me? If I could burn it all down, would it free me? Every heartbeat’s thunder in my chest — Every second, I’m just trying my best. (silence – deep inhale) ⸻ [Verse 3] Yeah, I’m running through my thoughts like fire in my veins, Every memory’s a chain I can’t contain. The past bites down with venom and truth, I built my hell from my wasted youth. Every word I said, I bled, I choked, Every dream I dreamt got broke. But still I rise, my lungs on flame, You can’t kill hope — it screams my name. I’m the product of every sleepless night, Of every fight where I lost the light. But I’m still here, still breathing in pain, And that means something — it’s not in vain. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] So I write to the me I hope to see, Still holding on, still being me. ⸻ [Final Chorus] Dear future me, if you’re still alive, Tell me you found a way to survive. Tell me the dark turned into dawn, That all these scars made you strong. If you read this, you made it through, And I’ll keep fighting — for me, for you. Dear future me, if you’re still alive, Tell me you found a way to survive. Tell me the dark turned into dawn, That all these scars made you strong. If you read this, you made it through, And I’ll keep fighting — for me, for you. ⸻ [Outro] This letter’s a promise — not to forget. That pain is proof I’m living yet. If tomorrow never comes my way… At least I wrote to say… I tried.
