[Verse 1]
I walked a road that led to silence,
Each step heavier than the last.
The air was thick with broken moments,
And time refused to let me pass.
[Bridge 1]
"Why am I still here?
When did the world start feeling like a weight,
Not a wonder?
I can’t even tell if I’m standing still,
Or falling..."
[Chorus]
This is the opposite of hope,
A weight that drowns and holds you still.
No fire burns, no voices call,
Just empty hands and fading will.
[Verse 2]
The world feels distant, blurred, and hollow,
A place where shadows block the sun.
I reach for something I can’t follow,
A race I’ve lost before it’s run.
[Bridge 2]
"I don’t remember the last time I felt warmth.
I don’t remember the last time I cared.
I’ve been holding on,
But to what?
To memories that aren’t even mine anymore?"
[Chorus]
This is the opposite of hope,
A place where light has learned to hide.
No dawn, no rise, no second chances,
Just whispers from the other side.
[Bridge 3]
But even here, beneath the silence,
A single thread begins to show.
It pulls against the weight of sorrow,
A fragile sign that starts to grow.
[instrumental interlude]
[Bridge 4]
"What is this?
A thread, a spark,
Something so small it feels ridiculous.
But it’s there—
And it’s mine."
[Outro]
The opposite of hope dissolves,
When something small begins to rise.
A spark, a breath, a trembling promise,
A new beginning in disguise.
[Final Outro]
"Maybe this isn’t the end.
Maybe it’s the start of something
I don’t even know how to name yet.
But I’ll keep moving.
One step. Then another."