09-Through The Fire(Ft.Rose)

I thought surviving the storm was the hardest part. I was wrong. The storm tests your strength... but the fire reveals who you really are. I walked through flames nobody could see, carrying battles buried inside of me. Every scar was a memory, every wound was a sign, of all the moments I almost lost my mind. They saw the strength, but missed the pain, saw the victory, never saw the rain. Never saw the nights when I fought alone, trying to rebuild what was already gone. I had to lose what I thought made me whole, had to break down walls around my soul. The fire came close, tried to take my name, but I learned how to rise from the burning flame. I don't blame the road that brought me here, I don't hide from the ghosts I carried for years. Because every battle, every scar, every fight, helped me discover the strength inside. You spent so much time saying you were broken, like nobody else had ever been through hell. You carried your pain like it made you special, but everyone has a story they don't tell. You thought the fire was there to destroy you, you thought the flames were the end of your name. Funny thing about surviving the worst days... you become someone they can't break again. I walked through the fire, and I didn't disappear. I faced all the shadows that were waiting here. You thought the flames would take you under, you thought the pain would make you fall. But look at you standing here now... you survived it all. We walked through the fire, and we came out stronger. The flames couldn't break us, they only made us longer. The world can bring the thunder, the world can bring the pain, but after every storm... we rise again. The fire doesn't ask if you're ready to fight, it comes without warning in the middle of night. It burns every illusion, every mask that you wear, until you're standing with nothing but truth there. I lost the person who needed approval, lost all the fear that controlled my movements. I stopped chasing what I couldn't become, and started becoming the person I was. I know the flames left marks on my skin, but they couldn't reach the soul within. They tried to bury me under the weight, but every ending became a new escape. I don't fear the heat anymore, I know exactly what I survived it for. The fire wasn't sent to destroy my life... it was there to reveal the fight inside. You know what I find funny? Everybody loves the victory. Nobody wants to talk about the fire. Nobody saw the nights you were falling apart. Nobody heard the battles inside your heart. But now they see you standing... and suddenly they always believed. Funny how people love the sunrise... but forget who survived the night. I walked through the fire, and I didn't disappear. I faced all the shadows that were waiting here. Every scar you carry, every battle you survived, is the reason you're standing... is the reason you're alive. We walked through the fire, and we found our way. Through every broken moment, through every darkest day. The flames couldn't stop us, the pain couldn't decide, because the strength we were searching for... was burning inside. The fire changed me. Good. You needed the change. Now we rise.