Proof

Shadows fall across my skin,

Your voice still lingers deep within.

You called it love, but it felt like chains,

I found my freedom through the pain.

You tried to hide me in the dark,

But I still carry my own spark.

Scars don’t fade, but they light the night,

Every wound became a guiding light.

Through the silence, my spirit grew—

The ashes left are proof I grew.

Your shadow reached, but could not stay,

The cracks you left brought in the day.

In broken pieces, I found a song,

A quiet strength that made me strong.

You tried to bind me with your fear,

But I hear truth in what is clear.

Scars don’t fade, but they light the night,

Every wound became a guiding light.

Through the silence, my spirit grew—

The ashes left are proof I grew.

No more shadows, no disguise…

I see the truth inside my eyes.

You tried to take my voice away,

But now it leads me when I pray.

Scars don’t fade, but they light the night,

Every wound became a guiding light.

Through the silence, my spirit grew—

The ashes left are proof I grew.

Proof I grew…

Proof I grew…