I walked a road made of ember,
Where shadows dance and whispers linger,
The blues in my heart are my only friend,
Through the pain and the grit, I’ll learn to mend.
Each step I take feels like a gamble,
With memories burning like a fading candle,
But I carry my scars like a badge of pride,
Every tear and stumble, another stride.
The night is long, but the dawn will break,
I’m searching for peace, for my own sake,
In the ashes of heartache lies a spark,
Hope ignites in the depths of the dark.
Redemption is a river that flows slow and wide,
I’ll wade through the currents, can’t let ‘em slide,
Though the road seems endless, I’ll find my way,
With grit as my armor, I’ll seize the day.
I’ll sing my blues, let the notes fly free,
Each chord a reminder of who I can be,
From the flames of my trials, I’ll rise anew,
In the light of tomorrow, I’ll see it through.
So here’s to the journey, the highs and the lows,
To the battles we fight and the strength that it shows,
I’ll walk this road with a heart that’s unbound,
In the tender embrace of the love I have found.
When the final note fades and the night takes its bow,
I’ll carry the lessons, no matter the meow,
For in every heartache, there’s a story to tell,
In the warmth of redemption, I’ve found my own well.
Blues
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