Born into struggle, no path, just spinning wheels, Each day feels the same—survive, repeat, heal. They promised freedom, then took it away, I knocked on doors, but no one had much to say. Pain taught me early, Got straight A’s in staying quiet. So many words I never sent, Now I stare at the mirror, asking why I went silent. Chains in my mind rattle when I breathe, Chasing dreams that pull me underneath. Tears fade before they hit the ground, My voice gets lost, like I never made a sound. But piece by piece, I’m breaking free, Pushing through darkness, chasing what I need. The past still haunts me, But I carry it strong— What used to break me now helps me hold on. I’ve lost friends who never looked deep, While I searched inside for the soul I keep. Every scar I carry sings a song, Proof that I’ve been hurting—but I’ve been strong. They thought I’d fall, fed me lies and fear, But my truth burned bright, now I see clear. I’m not the same kid who let shadows win, I stand tall now, with strength from within. Chains in my mind rattle when I breathe, Chasing dreams that pull me underneath. Tears fade before they hit the ground, My voice gets lost, like I never made a sound. But piece by piece, I’m breaking free, Pushing through darkness, chasing what I need. The past still haunts me, But I carry it strong— What used to break me now helps me hold on. All my pain grew roots so deep, Now I rise with branches reaching for peace. Calloused hands, but my grip is tight— I’m not broken—I’m the storm and the light. Piece by piece, I’m breaking free, Pushing through darkness, chasing what I need. The past still haunts me, But I carry it strong— What used to break me now helps me hold on. To anyone drowning in the dark, feeling stuck: The sun always shows up—it doesn’t give up. Write your pain across the sky, be bold— The dark __________ ©️Sloth 2025
