The quiet's heavy like a weight on my chest, In the dead of night, it's when I feel it the best. Thoughts racing, can't catch a wink of sleep, Fighting shadows that the daylight keeps.
I'm fighting the silence, it echoes my fears, Drowning in whispers no one else hears. I hold onto faith, but it slips through my hands, Trying to stand when I barely can.
The moonlight's a friend, but it's cold as ice, It sees all the cracks I'm trying to hide. I want to believe there's more than this fight, But doubts grow loud in the still of the night.
I've been running from the quiet, searching for peace, But sometimes the hardest battles bring release.
I'm fighting the silence, it echoes my fears, Drowning in whispers no one else hears. I hold onto faith, but it slips through my hands, Trying to stand when I barely can.
Trying to stand... in the silence of the night.