I got used to counting neither losses nor the empty days
Too many nights explain to me how all the light just fades
Those who swore that stayed beside me vanished without trace
And all that stayed with me was honest darkness in its place everything
I built with my own hands kept turning into sand
But deep inside, a quiet stubborn voice still made it stand
Without beautiful words it told me, rise again, just breathe
If the house is lost in darkness, light the fire underneath
I still stand while, even one last light remains
Though my hands may shake, I won't let myself break
Not for empty words
Not for someone else's fail
I keep moving on
