Shattered Heartstrings

I carry the weather

Under my skin

tonight

There is a crack in the morning

Where the light gets in too late I make a deal with

the ceiling Just to stand up under weight Every scar has a

language

Every breath has a cost I keep walking through the wreckage

Counting what I have not lost If the hurt wants a home

It cannot have my name

I have been bent to the bone

But I am not the same I am breaking,

but I am breathing

I am bleeding, still believing

Pain may hold me for the night But I

will not give up the fight Through

the fire, through the rain I rise with a heart that can

take the pain

I learned the shape of the silence When nobody knew my name

I wore a smile like armor While the inside took the blame

Now the cracks are not my ending They are roads across my

chest

I am tired of pretending I was born for more than rest

If the hurt wants a throne

It cannot rule my days I have been down on the stones

But I still choose to

raise

I am breaking, but I am breathing

I am bleeding, still believing Pain may hold me for the night

But I will not give up the fight Through the fire,

through the rain I rise with a heart that can take the

pain

Let the sorrow say its piece

Let the dark have one last door

I have fallen to my knees I have stood back up before

I am more than what I carry

I rise