In the shadows where the echoes breathe,
I feel a pull, it’s hard to believe,
The world is trembling under midnight’s weight,
Like fractures forming in the hands of fate.
With a whisper I hear, the silence is calling,
A haunting melody through the darkness is falling,
An escape from the chains that bind me tight,
I’ll chase the horizon, where the stars feel right.
The streets are painted in a brilliant haze,
They touch my soul as they silently blaze,
Moments flicker like fireflies on display,
Piercing the quiet, illuminating the way.
I run through fields of forgotten dreams,
Where laughter dances and sunlight gleams,
But every heartbeat sends a shiver through,
As I search for the somewhere that feels brand new.
Caught in the tremor, I’m carving my path,
Breaking the silence, igniting the wrath,
With each step I take on this fragile ground,
I feel the fractures surge, but I’m breaking the bounds.
The skyline stretches with colors untold,
Resilient and brave, though the night chills and holds,
I will embrace every scar and every bruise,
Painting my world with the stories I choose.
So let the tremors quake and the moments collide,
I’ll rise from the ashes, let love be my guide,
With the horizon glowing, I’ll walk in the light,
Into the silence, where dreams take flight.
In the distance, I hear my heart play,
The echoes of freedom will carry the day,
With a whisper of hope that the night can’t erase,
I’ll find my way home in this vast, gentle space.
Alternative
Tremor, escape, fracture, horizon, silence