EMPTY ROOMS

Don’t open doors that lead to empty rooms,

When the past comes callin’ — let it ring.

‘Cause some ghosts don’t want healin’,

They just wanna see if you still bleed.

I walked those halls before,

Found echoes wearin’ my old skin.

Their whispers said “remember me,”

But I’m too far gone to fit back in.

I burned the letters, freed the flame,

No longer answer to my pain.

Every scar a story told,

Every loss turned into gold.

Do not open doors to empty rooms,

What’s gone can’t fill your light again.

You came too far, you broke those tombs,

You’re born anew — amen, amen.

I don’t chase what’s gone, I rise instead,

Plant seeds where the sunlight fed.

Old keys don’t fit the doors I build,

My peace is gold, my wounds are healed.

I left the silence for a higher sound,

Where angels whisper and truth is found.

No need to knock on yesterday’s pain,

I’m driving forward through heaven’s rain.

Don’t open doors—

To empty rooms no more,

I’m dancin’ through new floors,

Yeah, my soul gon’ soar.

The past keep callin’,

I let it ring,

I’m too busy risin’,

I’m doin’ my thing.

Don’t open doors—

To empty rooms no more (no more),

I found my light,

I don’t need that war. ✨

Close the door…

Walk through the light…

Only love belongs

On the other side. 🌙