The streetlights flicker, shadows on cracked pavement stones,
Rain taps a slow rhythm on the window of my phone.
I trace your name in smoky air, it fades before it′s done,
A whisper caught between the lines where truth and silence run.
And all those nights you told me I was never enough,
I kept the scars beneath my skin, tucked in the rough.
But somewhere past the broken glass, I found a spark within,
A rising tide beneath the bridge where all doubts wear thin.
I’m learning how to light the dark inside my chest,
Every crack a place for light to rest.
From shadows to the colors in my scars, I’m not undone,
I’m simply who we are.
Your voice still lingers like a cold wind through these hallways,
But I packed my fears in boxes sealed with yesterday′s mistakes.
There′s fire in the fractures where I thought I′d come undone,
A flame that′s warm enough to burn, but never to outrun.
I walk these streets like lovers walk away from pain,
No longer tied to echo chambers in my brain.
I’m threading hope through melodies that stumble but survive,
An anthem born from every fall that keeps me more alive.
I’m learning how to light the dark inside my chest,
Every crack a place for light to rest.
From shadows to the colors in my scars, I’m not undone,
I’m simply who we are.
The night surrenders slowly as I breathe in the dawn,
Unwritten stories waiting on the edge of moving on.
No longer chasing shadows, I’m the voice that calls me home.
A song that′s loud and raw enough to carry me alone.
I’m learning how to light the dark inside my chest,
Every crack a place for light to rest.
From shadows to the colors in my scars, I’m not undone,
I’m simply who we are.
So here I stand with all the broken pieces sewn,
A patchwork soul that′s finally known.
And every shadow light will find its part, I’m unfinished.
But I’m whole heart to heart.
