Who am I

The Untold Story

I don’t even know what I’m missing anymore

Just a hollowed-out space deep in my core

Something died quiet, it slipped out the back

Now it’s only replaced by the panic attacks

It’s a weight on my ribs, it’s a test I can’t pass

Like walking on shards of my own broken glass

It doesn't scream out, it just sits in the room

A shadow that grows in the afternoon gloom.

And some days I’m fine, I can function and smile

I can act like I’ve conquered the weight for a while

But I’m dying inside while I’m playing the part

With a slow-motion crashing inside of my heart

I’m left here mourning the me that I lost

For the love that I gave at a permanent cost.

Betrayed by the price of the expectations I paid

By the ghost of the plans and the vows that we made

Holding tight onto endings that never quite came

With a wild, restless hurt that I can’t seem to tame

No closure to find, no words left to say

Just a debt in my soul I can’t ever repay

It’s a deep aching sadness, a story untold

A fire that’s graying, a heart growing cold.

It comes without warning, it comes without signs

It bleeds through the edges and blurs all the lines

One minute I’m standing, the next I’m undone

Searching for shelter, eclipsed by the sun.

Still hurting in ways that no words could explain

Just the rhythm of loss and the pulse of the rain

Never-ending...

The story untold.

Deep in my soul.

Deep in my soul.