Leaning in the Dark

It’s quiet in the room but loud inside my head,

All these thoughts keep pacing where angels fear to tread.

I tried to outrun ‘em, but they know where I hide,

So I sit with the silence and swallow my pride.

No stars in the sky, just the hum of my doubt,

I light up a memory and slowly burn out.

I don’t know the way, I just know this part—

I’m not standing tall, I’m leaning in the dark.

Leaning in the dark, holding on to air,

Talkin’ to the shadows like somebody’s there.

Every breath a whisper, every tear a spark,

I’m not fallin’, I’m just…

Leaning in the dark.

Used to think the night would bring me peace,

But now it just stretches with no release.

The echoes of “maybe” and “what if I could”

Wrap around my chest like misunderstood.

I’m not broken, just bent by the weight,

Tryna keep calm while I question fate.

Can’t see the end, just this fragile start—

So I brace myself, leaning in the dark.

Leaning in the dark, holding on to air,

Talkin’ to the shadows like somebody’s there.

Every breath a whisper, every tear a spark,

I’m not fallin’, I’m just…

Leaning in the dark.

Maybe light don’t always show the truth,

Maybe silence teaches more than youth.

If healing’s slow and pain leaves marks,

I’ll still stand here… leaning in the dark.

Leaning in the dark, waiting on the dawn,

Wonderin’ if the fight’s where I belong.

Every scar a story, every night a part,

Of who I am—

Leaning in the dark.

So if you find me someday with a tired heart,

Just know I kept going…

Leaning in the dark.