Silent Cries

SILENT CRIES Verse 1 I woke up with an anchor in my chest, Dragging me further down, no rest. The sunlight’s dancing on my pillowcase like a test, But somebody poured concrete in my vest. My demons hum as they lay me to rest. Maybe… maybe if I’d been at my best. But these beasts poured concrete in my vest. Pre-Chorus Like an old guitar With every string cut through. Every exit looks like another wall. I’m still standing… but I’m not standing at all. Chorus I’m a prisoner, prisoner of my own head. Every thought another brick instead. I can’t move this body. I can’t make these tears fall. I’m a prisoner in my own skin. Every cry dies in my throat. Try to move—the weight won’t let me rise. Gravity decides. The sunlight never reaches in. Silent cries… Silent cries… Verse 2 I’m too young to feel like this, But too old to believe in miracles too. Hope packed up one day and left me where I stood. Even the roses forgot how to bloom. Too much time to count the seconds. Too little left to make them mine. I would’ve written you a letter, But my hands forgot how to hold a pen. So I lie here with this anchor in my chest, Waiting for a tide that never comes. Pre-Chorus Like an old guitar With every string cut through. Every exit looks like another wall. I’m still standing… but I’m not standing at all. Chorus I’m a prisoner, prisoner of my own head. Every thought another brick instead. I can’t move this body. I can’t make these tears fall. I’m a prisoner in my own skin. Every cry dies in my throat. Try to move—the weight won’t let me rise. Gravity decides. The sunlight never reaches in. Silent cries… Silent cries… Bridge Maybe I chose the shadows. Or did the shadows choose me? Somewhere between surviving I forgot who I used to be. I’m a lost cause— Or that’s what my mind keeps whispering. The sunlight doesn’t reach me anymore. And the concrete in my bones keeps dragging me down. I’m an anchor the tide won’t wash ashore. Final Chorus I’m a prisoner, prisoner of my own head. Every thought another brick instead. I can’t move this body. I can’t make these tears fall. I’m a prisoner in my own skin. Every cry dies in my throat. Try to move—the weight won’t let me rise. Try to move—but gravity decides. The sunlight never reaches in. The walls keep closing from within. Silent cries… Silent cries… Silent… Cries…