I woke beneath a still, unspeaking sky Where shadows fold into themselves like forgotten names There was a time when words, like rivers, ran But I declined, the world a breathless song Now, the air is thin, and silence speaks in riddles The years scatter like dust across a field Where nothing blooms except the faintest ache And I thought I could hold on But time is a thief in disguise And slips away like mist on a winter morning I will dissolve into the dawn Not lost, but fading, like a sigh that never reaches the shore Remembering the words to once speak freely I will rise again, but not as I was before I will dissolve into the dawn A breath, a shadow, a quiet rebirth I trace the echoes of my voice in empty rooms The silence growing In the spaces between us I was once on fire, reckless, wild, Now only ash remains, Scattered on the wind Yet I cannot mourn What has already slipped away For there is beauty in the breaking In the letting go Of what we thought we needed And in the dark, I’ve learned to just hold on, Yet its absence hums like the softest chord I will dissolve into the dawn Not lost, but fading, like a sigh that never reaches the shore Remembering the words to once speak freely I will rise again, but not as I was before I will dissolve into the dawn A breath, a shadow, a quiet rebirth