Copyright © 2026 https://suno.com/@mich_bergde Mike Berg All rights reserved. I used to count the cracks in the ceiling at night, waiting for something to finally feel right. Every plan felt one step behind, every road kept circling my mind. I carried doubt like a second skin, wore it thin, but it pulled me in. Tried to run, but it dragged me under — never knew how to fight that hunger. But something changed I can’t explain, like breathing after years of rain. Now it’s quiet where it used to ache, no more pieces left to break. I found a place inside my chest where all the noise can finally rest. Not every dream came rushing true, but the ones that stayed… they pulled me through. And I don’t need to chase that deep — I found a calm I get to keep. There were days I almost turned around, left it all on unsettled ground. Voices telling me “let it go”, but something deeper said “just grow”. I lost some people along the way, some don’t mean the words they say. But every fall, every scar showed me how to build the place I’m standing on now. No sudden light, no saving grace — just time that taught me how to hold my place. Now it’s quiet where it used to ache, no more pieces left to break. I found a place inside my chest where all the noise can finally rest. Not every dream came rushing true, but the ones that stayed… they pulled me through. And I don’t need to search that deep — I found a peace I get to keep. No fireworks, no grand design, just a steady hand in mine. No perfect ending, no clean line — just a life that finally feels like mine. Now it’s quiet in the best of ways, like I’ve finally found my place. I found a home inside my chest where even silence feels like rest. Not every dream came rushing true, but the ones that stayed… they pulled me through. And I don’t need to chase it down — I’m right here, and it feels like home. No more running… no more noise… just this moment… and a steady voice.
