The world went quiet… a silent grey… Empty spaces where the colors used to play. A photograph inside a dusty frame… Is all that’s left of your forgotten name. I walk on fault lines, cracks in the stone, The only echo here is my own. But every heartbeat is a rising drum… For every battle I have overcome… The air gets colder, I can feel the change… The past is just a shadow on the range… I’m breathing in, I’m breathing out the pain… Like thunder gathering before the rain… I found a strength I never thought I knew, Forged in the silence, waiting for the blue… The blue of morning after endless night, A single flicker of a nascent light. This heavy heart, a stone I have to bear, Is now the anchor that I hold so dear. You're not a ghost that haunts this place, You're not a wound that time can't mend. You are the light, the silent grace, A broken line that has no end. And in this quiet, I can see... The strength you gave is part of me. And every scar is now a burning guide! A map of where I broke but still survived! The sky is opening, I see the sun! My fight is over, but my life’s begun! I’m looking up, I’m reaching for the day! And I won’t let this memory fade away! "…still survived…" "…reaching for the day…" "…nascent light…" "…my life’s begun…" The world is singing… …a different song. And I am finally… …where I belong.
