Map

The silence screams The silence screams the air is thick and cold I trace the fault lines, stories left untold This heavy quiet it settles in my chest If I could rewind, put my resolve to the test, I would. What can I do to mend the broken glass? Is there a word that lets this failure pass? I stand right here, the tremors start to rise Show me the map to look better in your eyes The damage is done, the shadow still remains I’ll find the strength to wash away the stains I stand right here, the moment is the prize Show me the map to look better in your eyes! I re-read the signs The ones I chose to miss! Holding the space where the damage kissed. I talked the talk of changing the whole script But I kept falling back into the same deep pit. The past is concrete, anchors dragging down I need a compass, not just a paper crown It’s easy to weep To blame the cruel design But what specific piece of this can be mine? My responsibility, not just an empty plea How do I start the shift from ‘us’ to ‘me’? Tell me the trigger, name the hidden key Tear down the walls that only I can see! This passive waiting It burns me to the core I need the action That I haven't tried before Forget the fire I’m searching for the spark The single movement that leaves a lasting mark I’m done with screaming at the consequence I want the root cause, the damning evidence Give me the scalpel, precise and razor sharp How do I change the score before the harp drops? We built this silence Brick by careful brick The weight of waiting Makes the soul feel sick If we step forward, Will the path remain Or are we destined for the endless rain? I feel the tremor Beneath the failing ground The only way out is If we turn around I throw the anchor, cutting through the thread For every hateful word, one kinder is said The storm is close, but I’m ready to fight We find the answer by stepping into light No more excuses, the time for fear is done This is the battle that has to be won! We rewrite the narrative Reversing the pattern Breaking the curse. What can I do to mend the broken glass? Is there a word that lets this failure pass? I stand right here, the tremors start to rise Show me the map to look better in your eyes. The damage is done, the shadow still remains I’ll find the strength to wash away the stains I stand right here, the moment is the prize Show me the map to look better in your eyes! The question hangs But the answer starts to clear We rebuild now Releasing every fear It’s not about the depth of the dark sea It’s what I choose to be.