I'm walking down this road alone, I never found a home, Surrounded by the faces, but I’m drowning in this soundless zone. My mind's a cyclone, spinning thoughts that echo deep, The night is cold, and I ain't felt the warmth of peace in weeks. They say the pain’s a phase, it fades with days that pass, But I been sinking in this maze, replaying broken glass. Fragments of a past I wish I never knew, The mirror’s cracked, but still reflects the scars I can’t undo. A fragile heart, I'm clutching tight before it slips away, Each beat’s a burden, burning like the words I couldn’t say. These memories decay, they rot inside my head, I try to bury them, but shadows crawl beneath my bed. I’m losing grip, the tether frays, I'm falling fast, Grasping at the edges, but the cliff was never meant to last. They told me I’d outgrow the hurt, just give it time, But the calendar's a liar, man, it's playing tricks with mine. Verse 2: The rain keeps falling, washing all the hope I knew, Each drop’s a tear from heavens that I never made it to. I drown in blue, no lifeboat in this sea of sorrow, No promises of better days, no borrowed time to follow. The smiles are hollow, every friend a ghost in sight, They fade like dreams I used to chase before the endless night. I fight these demons, but they never tire, always here, Their whispers louder than the voices that I used to hear. The fear's my only friend now, keeps me company, A parasite that’s feeding on the parts of me that once felt free. I used to see the light, but now it’s distant, dim, A flicker fading fast, like hope inside a broken hymn. I'm drowning in the silence, though the city's loud, A million faces in the crowd, but still, I can't be found. I'm bound by chains of memories, regret that never sleeps, The walls are closing in, I pray for solace I can't keep. Verse 3: I write these lines, but ink won’t capture what I feel, These wounds are deeper than the surface that the pen reveals. I kneel beside the graves of dreams I buried young, My soul is numb, the weight of all I’ve done keeps hanging on. A song unsung, a melody that never came to life, I lost the fight to find the peace I swore would end this strife. The knife that cut me wasn’t made of steel, it’s pain, It’s in the words, the looks, the silence driving me insane. I see the rain but never see the rainbow arch, Just stormy skies, the gray horizon’s all that left a mark. I start to wonder if I ever knew a time of light, Or was the darkness always there, just waiting out of sight? I write to fight it, but the ink just stains my hands, I'm lost between the lines, a prisoner of my own demands. And in this land of broken dreams, I wander blind, With every step, I lose the pieces I can never find.