In this world where echoes fade,
I wander through a wooden maze,
Trying to find a voice amidst the noise,
But every word feels like a choice.
The waves crashing on the shore,
Each one pulling me, begging for more.
Underneath the surface, I feel so numb,
As the tide erases all that I’ve become.
Fragments of a memory, lost in a dream,
Free-falling through shadows that quietly scream.
Tangled in whispers, the past won’t let go,
And I’m drowning in silence, just waiting to know.
All around, the colors bleed,
A spectrum of feelings, I can't see.
The world collapses beneath my feet,
Crushed by the weight of the bittersweet.
In the echoes, I search for light,
Chasing shadows that dance in the night.
But every reflection brings me back home,
To the wreckage of truths that I cannot own.
Waves of distortion, they pull me apart,
A symphony written on my fragile heart.
Yet somehow within, a spark starts to ignite,
In the chaos of darkness, I find my own light.
So I rise with the dawn, feeling every seam,
Piecing together the fragments of dreams.
From the depths and the wreckage, I choose to embark,
Navigating the light from the remnants of dark.
With each step, I reclaim the sound,
Finding my rhythm in the truth I’ve found.
In the tides of my journey, I finally embrace,
The beauty in chaos, my heart finds its place.
Alternative
Waves, distortion, numb, collapse, fragments