And again and pure feelings... Lived in the past .... of Joseph. Luyz
🥀 VERSE 1 Starless sky, night after night walking with my soul in pieces, riding through this desert that has no end. I ask myself at every step: where is that warrior I once was? there is no longer a gleam in his eyes, nor a trace of his armor that once made him invincible. Everyone saw him as so brave, so tough, so capable of winning any fight but he was left alone in the middle of the battlefield, when they all went to run without a sword to defend himself, without a shield to cover his blows The warrior fell to his knees, his soul broken into a thousand pieces, with no one to help him up.
Today the shadows haunt me at every step, carrying all the emptiness they left me. I try to distract myself in the smoke and alcohol, to forget for a while what I have inside me But try as I might, the storms I have stored in my heart always come back and yet I still stand, even if I have to defeat a thousand whole soldiers alone There are memories lurking in my mind that don't want to go away no matter how much I run them. And it's not just the memories that keep cutting me inside The same silence as always also leaves deep wounds that never close. 💔 PRE-CHORUS My whole life became a huge labyrinth with no way out in sight. I keep walking and walking, but I never find the way that will get me out of here I'm no longer afraid of dark nights full of ghosts that want to scare me.
because in time I myself became one of them, and no one can see me anymore. Now I am no longer visible to others, I pass by them and they do not realize that I exist I learned that even the blackest darkness also knows light, if one looks for it within.
That's where I learned the hardest lesson life could teach me that true friends can be counted on the fingers of ONE HAND, nothing more the others only appear when everything is going well and the sun is shining. but when night falls and the storm comes, they disappear without saying goodbye or reason. Little by little I made my own way among the stones and sand of the desert Even if there are no stars to guide me, I make my own light in the silence. 🥀 VERSE 3 The ghost that lived in me for years wanted to stay in charge forever but I was getting stronger than him, and I was taking away his power little by little Until one day I understood that I was no longer his, that my soul was mine and mine alone that no one else could decide for me, neither when I get up nor when I fall in life. When I was at the bottom of the well, deeper than ever, without the strength to scream No outstretched hand appeared, no friend to come to my aid those who used to tell me "brother, I will always be with you no matter what" They were the first to turn around and erase me from their life as if I had never existed. That's why today I don't trust anyone who arrives talking about friendship without having passed the test I know most just want something from you, and when they don't have it, they go out the back door Only counted on one hand those who stay even if you have nothing to give them those are the only ones that are worthwhile, the others are just shadows that pass and go. ⚔️ CHORUS I keep hearing the nightmares scream and the ghosts that live inside my chest there is a ghost that inhabited me for a long time... But I don't belong to him anymore, I got rid of him I came out little by little, little by little, WITHOUT ANYONE'S HELP, only with my own hands When I was most broken inside, there was no one around, not even those who claimed to be my brothers. That's where I learned the hardest lesson life could teach me that true friends can be counted on the fingers of ONE HAND, nothing more the others only appear when everything is going well and the sun is shining but when night falls and the storm comes, they disappear without saying goodbye or reason. Little by little I made my own way among the stones and sand of the desert Even if there are no stars to guide me, I make my own light in the silence. 🕊️ BRIDGE Today I am no longer the same warrior who fell on the battlefield that day My new armor isn't metal, it's made of all the blows I've had to endure My sword is no longer made of iron, it is the strength that I had left from having come out of everything alone.
My shield is the silence that I learned to use so that no one else hurts me inside. The desert taught me to walk without anyone having to take me by the hand Darkness taught me to seek my own light without waiting for anyone to lend it to me Ghosts taught me that what is scariest is what you have inside and that if you become stronger than that, nothing and no one will ever be able to knock you down again. This is a lived and ..... story Of Joseph's feelings. L.u.y.z