Shadows of the Past

Burning bright in the silence, shadows dancing on the wall,

Writing down the pain, trying to catch the fall.

Deep inside a fractured soul, seeking to be free,

In these lines, I find my strength, reclaim me.

Started scribbling words, raw and bleeding on the pages,

Haunted by feelings, trapped in bygone ages.

Band-Aid over my heart, start to peel away,

Memories like scars, echoing yesterday.

Gotta step into the shadowed parts,

Feel the hurt, mend the broken hearts.

Let the tears fall where they may,

Rise from darkness, find my way.

This book’s my healing, my voice in the night,

Turning pain into power, into light.

Every word a step forward, breaking free,

Rebuilding the piece of me.

In the glow of the fire, I confront my fears,

Acknowledging wrongs, wiping away tears.

Healing’s not linear, it’s a tough road,

But I carry this story, my truth to show.

With each page I turn, I’m shedding the old,

In the ashes, new stories unfold.

This is my journey, my fight, my song,

Writing my future, where I belong.