Still Here, Still Rising

I hear them calling in the quiet. Shadows seeping through the cracks.

All the memories I've buried find a way to pull me back.

They found me grown, but still so fragile. Thought I'd learn

how not to break. But the world could be so violent

and it hit me like a wave. I keep asking if I'm breathing

or just learning how to fall. When the past comes back to haunt me,

I can't outrun it all. But I'm still here. Even when the

echoes shake my voice still fighting through the fear. Even when the