Incomplete

I lost my roots, my family’s gone, the nights feel heavy, days go on. A life that’s mine, yet not complete, I walk alone on tired feet. No anchor left, no hand to hold, just empty nights that feel so cold. I’m my own master, but I feel so incomplete, I fight to make it through, survival on repeat. My freedom feels like silence, where love should be, I carry all the pain, but I’m still free. A job I never chose, I stay, to pay the debts that block my way. The crowd is blind and love won’t show, a partner’s anchor I need the most. My strength inside, but no one sees, I stand alone, but I won’t hide. I’m my own master, but I feel so incomplete, I fight to make it through, survival on repeat. My freedom feels like silence, where love should be, I carry all the pain, but I’m still free. I’ve stumbled deep, I’ve known the fall, yet through the pain I faced it all. Resilience born from scars I keep, I’ve learned to stand, I’ve learned to breathe. I’m my own master, but I feel so incomplete, I fight to make it through, survival on repeat. My freedom feels like silence, where love should be, I carry all the pain, but I’m still free.