Fractured Halo

I wore a crown made out of broken glass,

Called it heaven while I watched it collapse.

Every scar was a story I couldn’t erase,

Every ghost still remembers my name.

I built these walls with the weight of my sins,

Locked away everything buried within.

A thousand voices screaming through the night,

Telling me I’m losing this fight.

I chased a light that was never mine,

Lost in the shadows between the lines.

I gave my soul just to feel alive,

Now I’m crawling back from the other side.

If I’m already damned,

Why am I still reaching?

If there’s nothing left,

Why does my heart keep beating?

This is my fractured halo,

Falling from the sky.

A broken angel learning How to survive.

I’m not your saviour,

I’m not your mistake.

I’m the fire that remains When everything fades.

With these shattered wings,

I’ll rise from below.

I’m more than the damage,

More than the shadow I know.

I see my reflection but don’t see me,

Just another ghost that I used to be.

The scars on my hands and the cracks in my soul,

Are proof that I made it through the cold.

You wanted perfection, you wanted a god,

But even the strongest can break when they fall.

I carried the weight of a world on my back,

Now I’m taking my power back.

I AM NOT BROKEN.

I AM NOT LOST.

I PAID THE PRICE.

I BORE THE COST.

YOU TOOK MY LIGHT.

YOU TOOK MY NAME.

BUT YOU COULDN’T TAKE

THE FIRE IN MY VEINS.

This is my fractured halo,

Burning in the rain.

Every piece of me that broke Still remembers my name.

I’m not your angel,

I’m not your ghost.

I’m the survivor standing After losing the most.

With these shattered wings,

I’ll rise from below.

A fractured halo still shines In the dark I call home.

Maybe I was never meant to be perfect… Maybe I was meant

to survive.