Fragments of the Past
Step through the fractures, face the scars,The past’s a prison behind the
bars.No chains will hold, no shadows bind,I’ll break away and claim my mind.
Each shard reflects a life undone,The doubts I’ve faced,
the battles won.Through every jagged, bitter view,I see the path I must pursue.
The echoes fade, the fragments still,Yet I stand strong,
unbroken will.Through fractured dreams
and shadows cast,I’ve found my way beyond the past.