The Wind that Carried Me

You wore silence like a second skin

Held your pain beneath your grin

Storms would rise, but you stood still

A mountain made of quiet will

He broke the house with every shout

But you built love inside the doubt

You were the roof that caught the rain

The hands that healed without complaint

And I, too young to understand

Grew on the strength of your worn hands

Now every breath I take, I know

You were the reason I could grow

You were the wind that carried me

Through shattered glass and broken dreams

The steady voice beneath the roar

The light that burned behind the door

And now the air feels cold and thin

I’d trade the world to feel your skin

Just once again — your arms, your grace

The safest place I ever faced

You loved like fire behind closed doors

Gave more than life, and asked for less

He left bruises we couldn't see

But you stood tall for all of me

I didn’t see your tired bones

Or hear your cries when we were gone

You bled in silence, held us near

Now I would give my soul to have you here

You never wore a crown or cape

But you were the one who taught escape

From bitterness, from fear, from war

You loved enough to make me more

You were the wind that carried me

A quiet force no one could see

The one who gave, then gave again

Till all you had was gone in the end

Now every prayer I say is laced

With echoes of your warm embrace

I miss the sound, I miss the feel

Of knowing that your love was real

They say you're resting now — no pain

But I still talk to you in rain

I feel you when the cold winds pass

As if you're whispering through the grass

If I could hold you one more time

I'd say the words I hid behind

Thank you for every breath I own

For making hell feel like a home

You were the wind beneath my flight

The reason I could chase the light

And though this world feels less like home

Your love’s the seed that still has grown

I live for you in all I do

And carry strength I learned from you

But God, I’d give up everything

To hear her laugh

To feel her wings

So fly, Ma, where pain can't stay

But don’t drift far — not every day

Because even heroes need a place

And mine…

Will always be your face