In the quiet of fractured dreams I stand
Gathering pieces with trembling hands
Where once love thrived now silence sings
Echoes of promises tied to broken wings
But even cracked glass can hold the sun
Through every shard a journey begun
Rising again like dawn after night
Turning sorrow into gentle light
From every scar a strength is sown
In the ashes of loss I find my own
Whispers of memories shadows in bloom
They fade like flowers in twilights gloom
What once held weight now drifts away
As morning beckons to break decay
For love may falter but spirits mend
Each heartache a chapter each wound a friend
Rising again like dawn after night
Turning sorrow into gentle light
From every scar a strength is sown
In the ashes of loss I find my own
Let broken be beautiful let pain refine
From bruised edges I draw the line
Heart of glass or heart of steel
Through every break I begin to heal
Now I walk forward no longer apart
Mended but open a brand-new heart
With courage grown in fractured art
Bouncing back from the dark