A dimly lit room. One flickering lamp. Rain shadows across the walls. I sit on the floor with my knees pulled up, staring at my shaking hands. ⸻ 🎵 Verse 1 — (Soft, trembling) LUIGI: Eight years… eight years… And the echoes never leave me. Every night I hear the metal doors, The boots on stone behind me. They broke me just to watch me break, They laughed to hear me scream… And every dawn I’m still that boy They tore apart at seventeen… ⸻ 🎵 Verse 2 — (Piano grows darker) I learned to breathe in shattered breaths, To keep my heart from freezing. I learned that hope is fragile glass— One touch and it stops beating. They took my name, they took my sleep, They carved their shadows in my chest… And even now, I taste the blood From every time I whispered “yes.” ⸻ 🎵 Pre-Chorus — (First emotional swell) But no one sees the pieces, They only see the smile… Nobody knows the boy I was, Who never made it out alive… ⸻ 🎵 Chorus — (Powerful, raw, soaring like “Never Enough”) Eight years away… And I’m still trapped behind that door. I’m standing here, but God, I swear I’m on that concrete floor. Eight years away… But it’s as close as yesterday. You can run from hell forever— But hell still knows your name. ⸻ 🎵 Verse 3 — (Quieter, voice breaking) I close my eyes and feel the ropes, The coldness in my veins… They tried to turn my heartbeat off, To drown me in their chains. I begged the dark to take me first, To let the hurt be done… But somehow every time I broke, My heart kept beating on. ⸻ 🎵 Bridge — (Wicked “No Good Deed” intensity, trembling rage) Why am I still fighting shadows? Why am I still hearing screams? Why does every mirror show The boy they said I’d always be? Why do I still flinch at kindness? Why do I still wake in fear? Why does every gentle moment Feel like danger drawing near? ⸻ 🎵 Final Chorus — (Shouting into the storm, full orchestra) Eight years away… But I’m still there— I never left! Time can’t heal what cruelty carved, And home can’t save what I have left. Eight years away… But I still feel it every day. You can drag me back to sunlight, But the scars won’t fade away… ⸻ 🎵 Final Line — (Whisper, barely breath) I came home… …but I’m still eight years away.
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