In the eye of the storm, I stand so still,
Watching the chaos, hear the skies spill,
Rage all around me, it’s a dangerous dance,
Broken pieces of dreams lost to circumstance.
I wear a mask, hiding my face,
Searching for shelter, a time and a place,
Escaping the shadows that whisper my name,
In a world of confusion, I’m gasping for fame.
But oh, as the thunder rolls overhead,
I’m cracking the silence, where angels dread,
Finding my courage in each surge of light,
Defying the darkness, reclaiming the night.
All the fears that chased me, I’ve led them astray,
Shattered reflections, I learn how to sway,
Through the whispers of chaos, I’ll forge my own path,
Rebuilding my spirit, I embrace the aftermath.
Once I was lost in the tales of the past,
Wrestling shadows that flickered so fast,
But tonight I’m reborn in the tempest’s embrace,
Finding my footing, reclaiming my space.
So let the storm rage, I’m ready to fight,
With every heartbeat, I’ll shatter the night,
Escaping the chains that bound me to shame,
In the eye of the storm, I’ll rise up in flame.
The winds may be howling, but I’ll sing my song,
For in the chaos, I know I belong,
And when the dawn breaks and the darkness will fade,
I’ll lift up my voice, no longer afraid.
Alternative
Storm, rage, escape, broken, identity, chaos