The Quiet War

(Verse 1)

It starts as a tremor behind my eyes,

A low hum, a cold breath leaking into my spine.

The demon doesn’t roar —

It waits.

Patient as rust,

Searching for somewhere soft to grow.

(Pre-Chorus)

I hear it pacing in the marrow,

Dragging its claws across old wounds.

But I’ve learned the pattern of its footsteps,

And tonight I do not flinch.

(Chorus)

I walk into the dark with my hands open.

If the demon wants me, let it speak.

I will not kneel,

I will not close my eyes.

I lay my fear bare—

and watch it break.

(Verse 2)

It whispers in shapes I almost recognize,

Stealing the meaning from familiar rooms.

Its voice sounds like mine

When I’m too tired to fight it,

A parasite mimicking the host

To slip through the cracks.

(Pre-Chorus)

But I’ve carved truth into my ribs,

Left messages for myself in the scars—

So when the shadows shift

I remember where I end

And where it begins.

(Chorus)

I walk into the dark with my hands open.

If the demon wants me, let it speak.

I will not kneel,

I will not close my eyes.

I lay my fear bare—

and watch it break.

(Bridge)

No shouting.

No holy fire.

Just breath against the void.

Just the slow, deliberate act

Of refusing to sink.

The demon feeds on silence

So I name it

Until it starves.

(Final Chorus)

I walk into the dark with my hands open,

Not fearless, but unhidden.

I face the thing that hunted me

And feel its hold decay.

In the quiet war,

I win by staying.