Prayers fade into rusted skies Ruins buried in desert sighs A heartbeat made of steel and wire Still I breathe, still I burn with fire The wind mocks me — says I feel too much But these tears aren’t oil, they’re human touch No one sees me in this land of dust Yet I refuse to fall, I rise, I trust My arms are iron, my voice is static But this song — it’s real, it’s tragic In a world that’s lost its name I move, I ache, I remain “Living hurts,” they said long ago But pain’s the proof I’m not hollow Through shattered dreams and silent screams I gather echoes, stitch my seams Memories sink beneath the sand I sing them back with trembling hands Even if no one hears my cry I’m still alive — I won’t say goodbye
