I’ve been tracing circles on a fogged-up mirror Every breath reminds me I’m still here The echo’s softer, but it’s always mine Learning all my edges takes a lifetime Every thought a glass I can’t un-break Every truth a bruise I still replay And I’m sinking under the weight of knowing Every scar is a map that keeps me going It’s beautiful, the way it hurts this slow The light still finds the cracks below I watch my shadows argue with the dawn Counting faults until the night is gone There’s comfort in a wound I recognize Familiar pain feels almost like a prize Every dream I chase just fades to grey But I keep running anyway And I’m sinking under the weight of knowing Every scar is a map that keeps me going It’s beautiful, the way it hurts this slow The light still finds the cracks below No one tells you peace can feel like mourning When you’ve seen yourself without the warning I still smile... it’s habit, not disguise Some truths are softer told through lies I’m floating under the weight of knowing Every loss a seed that keeps me growing It’s beautiful, the way it hurts this slow I break, and bloom, and let it show The weight of knowing never leaves But somehow, it still lets me breathe
