never signed the agreement young man stepping in a world too bright future folded clean in a tailored white light trust in the handshake, trust in the name didn’t see the rules were part of the game smiles in a room with a chandelier grin one quiet decision that let the fall begin accusations dressed in expensive tone left him standing in a world turned stone ship took silence out past the shore chains learned rhythm like a closing door time stretched thin in a salt-stained cell where every echo knew him too well years don’t ask they just replace hope gets patient in a smaller space hold fast don’t break down rivers still carve through buried ground they stole the name the suit the crown but not the part that won’t back down that won’t back down old voice teaching through the iron crack “truth stays simple when you strip it back” funny how wisdom sounds like rust when it’s been waiting inside too long to trust maps in memory, fire in breath learning the language between life and death outside doors still swinging in gold inside stories getting bought and sold revenge grows neat like a well-cut blade but every cut leaves a debt unpaid dark humor hiding in polished halls where justice whispers but never calls gold gets buried but feelings don’t some dig for hope some learn what they won’t they said “move forward” but never showed what forward costs they said “let it go” like letting go undoes the loss new identity same shadow inside vengeance wears patience but can’t really hide every plan built sharp in the mind still soft when it meets what it left behind he moves through rooms where power sleeps where laughter hides what nobody keeps faces turn but they don’t see through the man who survived what truth can do one step closer to closing the flame one step farther from needing a name cause justice changes when silence speaks and mercy shows up after the peak not everything broken needs repair some things survive just because they care hold fast don’t break down what was buried still moves underground they stole the years not the sound something inside still holds its ground waves keep talking stone stays still some survive the storm some survive the will that won’t back down
