Feeling the pulse beneath these creased pages of my mind—
a tide of whispers I’ve been too afraid to rewind
Amber light through cracked blinds deja vu in hollow frames
I pace these silent hallways whispering all my old refrains
Heartbeats curl beneath my skin—each crease a scar untold
In broken glass I watch myself—fragments drifting cold
Every fold of time a secret I denied
When the past crashes in it hums: “You can’t hide ”
Let the current rise let the shadows breathe
No more paper walls—let your darkness seethe
deja echoes wake the ache bring the pieces home
Embrace the inward ache—mend the fold reclaim your own
I used to clip the darker tones lock them in plastic graves
But storms inside kept pounding—pushing through the riptide waves
Spinning in grief’s loop I felt my edges start to fray
Till I stopped and let it in—heard the words I never’d say
Slow my breath slow the pace—no rush on this repair
Tracing silken threads of pain with gentle steady care
Let the current rise let the shadows breathe
No more paper walls—let your darkness seethe
deja echoes wake the ache bring the pieces home
Embrace the inward ache—mend the fold reclaim your own
In the hush let old echoes speak
Let tears run wild let your heart leak
Here in acceptance softness finds
The whispered truth inside your mind
I won’t close my eyes—won’t pretend it’s fine
Each wave that crashes is a line in my rewrite
I stitch each shard of maybe-broken pride
Till I chart a map to the unseen side
Moonlight paints the walls in shades of might-have-been
I trace your name in dust—feel the weight of every sin
Memory’s tides retreat—then flood me once again
But this time I can swim—I’ve learned to breathe within
Let the current rise—let the shadows breathe
No more paper walls—let your darkness seethe
deja echoes wake the ache—fragments come to lie
In the fold of time you find your light—your unseen self can fly
No rush
Just time
Fold by fold
The hidden becomes known
And with each breath
I stitch the seams of my own soul
