Quiet, bruised, but rising.
“Step inside. The scars don’t fade. They just learn to glow.
The lights are low, the words are old… and you’re still here.
Whatever broke you? It bowed when you walked in
Quiet, bruised, but rising.
“Step inside. The scars don’t fade. They just learn to glow.
The lights are low, the words are old… and you’re still here.
Whatever broke you? It bowed when you walked in
Let’s become the light 