The Unnamed

The wolf pack is on the hunt.
Their cruelty knows no bounds.
You crawl into your empty box
Impervious to sounds.

Hold on, hold on, hold on

It’s ok for you to hide there. Do not be ashamed
This is not a place of permanence.
Just know you haven’t died there. You still have a name.
Punishing yourself. It makes no sense.

Just hold on, hold on, hold on

This is not life but just a test.
The wolves will eat each other soon
When you climb out of your box
You will shimmer like the moon

So just hold on, hold on, hold on

It’s ok for you to hide there. Do not be ashamed
It’s not permanent residence
Just know you haven’t died there. You still have a name.
Ending it all. It makes no sense.

Hold on, hold on, hold on

If you feel no one still loves you
I promise you are wrong
Reach your hand out to me now
This is your victor’s song

Hold on, hold on, hold on

It’s ok for you to hide there. Do not be ashamed
All the pain might seem immense
Just know you haven’t died there. You still have a name.
Letting hatred win. It makes no sense.

Your name is love
Your name is love
Your name is love
Your name is love

High soprano jazz female voice, alternative, pop, ethereal, swing, sitar