Voices in the Dark

I wake up slow, sunlight barely getting through the blinds,

Mind feels heavy, like it’s dragging shadows from last night.

Voices in the background, whispering their doubts and little lies,

But I breathe deep, try to separate the truth from what’s disguised.

Walking through the day like I’m moving underwater,

Every step a little harder, but I still go farther.

I’m learning how to listen without letting them define me,

Trying to find the quiet in the noise that’s right behind me.

I’m living with the weight, but I’m learning how to carry it,

Storm inside my head, but I’m steady when I’m facing it.

Voices in the dark, but they fade when I’m embracing it —

I’m not broken, just a soul that’s still repairing it.

Some days I’m low, but I’m showing up regardless,

Healing isn’t pretty, but I’m trying to stay honest.

I talk back to the voices when they tell me I’m not enough,

Tell ’em I’ve been through worse and I’m still showing up.

I’m piecing all the fragments into something I can stand on,

Turning all the whispers into something I can land on.

Depression’s in the room, but it doesn’t get to steer me,

I’m learning how to live with it without letting it near me.

I’m living with the weight, but I’m learning how to carry it,

Storm inside my head, but I’m steady when I’m facing it.

Voices in the dark, but they fade when I’m embracing it —

I’m not broken, just a soul that’s still repairing it.

Slow breath, calm mind, I’m finding my direction,

Even in the noise, I can feel a small connection.

I’m walking through the night, but I’m holding my reflection —

Healing takes time, but I’m moving with intention.

I’m walking through the night, but I’m holding my reflection —

Healing takes time, but I’m moving with intention.

Healing takes time, but I’m moving with intention.