Truth Walls

I’ve been buildin’ walls so tall the sky thinks it’s fallin’,

Trust bars on the door, I slam 'em shut when the night starts callin’.

Promises like smoke, they drift fast, then they’re gone in the glare,

Words heavy as anvils, I’m carryin’ weight nobody shares.

I’ve been leanin’ on lies to protect a broken piece of me,

Projectin’ a smile while I’m cryin’ inside what you don’t see.

Females in the frame, yeah, I’ve blamed them for the pain,

When really it’s fear of my own truth I’m tryin’ to contain.

I keep a journal of the scars you can’t see,

Every “us” that dissolved into a memory.

But I’m searchin’ for the light behind the debris,

Prayin’ for a path where the real me breaks free.

God, help me find the honesty I’m losin’,

Wash away the lies I’m compil’ on proven.

If forgiveness is a road, lead me through it, end the confusion,

Let the truth be looser in my soul and my intrusion.

I want to own the blame, not throw it at the night,

Take responsibility for the times I turned your wrongs into fight.

Spoke with fancy words to cover up the ache,

Built a fortress from the trust I didn’t want to break.

But every trust cracked like glass under the pressure of my pride,

I gaslighted the mirror until the person there concealed inside.

If love’s a battlefield, I’ll drop the weapon, take the faith back,

Let the echoes of the past fade to a softer track.

I’m scribin’ down confessions on a page with my name,

Tryin’ to resurrect the parts of me that burned in flame.

If grace is a garment, I want to wear it with no shame,

Walkin’ through the storm, night’s end in a brighter frame.

God, help me find the honesty I’m losin’,

Wash away the lies I’m compil’ on proven.

If forgiveness is a road, lead me through it, end the confusion,

Let the truth be looser in my soul and my intrusion.

No more facades, I’m settin’ the record clear,

I won’t erase the pain, I’ll name it, I’ll steer.

To partners of the past, I’m askin’ for a mercy ride,

Not to excuse the harm, but to understand why I lied.

If I ever bend the truth again, I want it to sting,

So I remember the cost of every broken thing.

The trauma’s a mural, and I’m askin’ for a new frame,

Where love isn’t a weapon, it’s a flame.

God, help me find the honesty I’m losin’,

Wash away the lies I’m compil’ on proven.

If forgiveness is a road, lead me through it, end the confusion,

Let the truth be looser in my soul and my intrusion.

I’m step by step, prayer by prayer, rebuildin’ trust,

Ridin’ out the storm until the dawn returns with gust.

If you’re listenin’, hear me—this is me callin’ home,

To a heart that’s imperfect but wants to be grown.