The walls had faces, cracked and cold A room that whispered in my bones I had no voice to call it mine But still you stayed and crossed that line You never spoke in savior tones You stayed and that became a home I was collapsing in slow retreat You kept me steady on my feet No rescue plan, no sacred light Just quiet hands that held me right Not salvation But I faced the dark My hands were shaking, wrapped in ash I didn’t ask for you to stay You held the weight I couldn’t name And never once just walked away You never tried to fix the ache Just stood beside what others break I was collapsing in slow retreat You kept me steady on my feet No rescue plan, no sacred light Just quiet hands that held me right Not salvation But I faced the dark When silence raised its sharpened voice And I believed I had no choice You met the dark without retreat And kept me upright on my feet You couldn’t kill what lives in me But gave me room enough to breathe I was collapsing in slow retreat You kept me steady on my feet No rescue plan, no sacred light Just quiet hands that held me right I fell through cracks I couldn’t see You stayed close and carried me No speeches carved in holy flame Just warmth that never asked for name You held me through, still holding there Still here when everything else has turned to air
