Are you the one who walks through fire
to find my shadow in the rain?
Are you the voice that keeps me breathing
when every star forgets my name?
I’ve seen the dusk of every promise,
I’ve worn the thorns of every night;
still I stand with empty fingers,
holding space for your light.
Are you the one whose silence answers
the questions I never spoke?
Come trace the scars, unlock the bars—
let these broken roads invoke.