The Long Road Back

[Verse 1: Haunted by the Void] The sound of fists on leather lingers, Echoes I can’t shake. The air out here feels thinner— No sweat, no grit to ground me. I left it all behind, Chased something I thought I needed, But now the silence cuts deeper Than gloves ever did. [Pre-Chorus: The Call of the Mats] There’s a rhythm I can’t forget, The heavy pull of a life unrelenting. Not for the glory, not for the crowd, But for the weight of being alive. [Chorus: Earning My Return] This road back is steep, Every step feels like penance. But the grind is calling, And I’ll bleed to belong again. Not for what I lost, But for what I still have to prove. [Verse 2: The Grind Begins Again] My fists feel slow, my breath uneven, Rust breaking with every swing. The gym smells like years ago, But the faces have changed. I nod to strangers, they nod back— A language we all understand. [Chorus: Earning My Return] This road back is steep, Every step feels like penance. But the grind is calling, And I’ll bleed to belong again. Not for what I lost, But for what I still have to prove. [Bridge: The Bond Waiting at the End] Somewhere in the haze of memory, There’s a brother waiting, A sparring match unfinished, A promise I never kept. No chain can hold, no tide can part, The iron bond of a fighter’s heart. [Instrumental Break: Climbing the Hill] [Drums pound like boots on pavement, heavy and deliberate] [Guitars rise into a fierce crescendo, raw and defiant] [Chorus: Earning My Return] This road back is steep, Every step feels like penance. But the grind is calling, And I’ll bleed to belong again. Not for what I lost, But for what I still have to prove. The mats don’t lie, And neither will I. The road is long, But it’s mine. [Instrumental Outro: Quiet Resilience] [A lone guitar echoes the journey’s weight, fading softly] [Instrumental Break: Climbing the Hill] [Outro: The Promise to Myself] The mats don’t lie, And neither will I. The road is long, But it’s mine. [A lone guitar echoes the journey’s weight, fading softly]