Beneath the Weight of Tears: Suffocated by My Past

Silent Echoes when Tears Run Dry

No more tears to shed, no more cries, Have I not suffered, have I not tried? Is my pain not enough, to quench this fire, Beneath this weight, I tire and tire.

I thought by now, I'd find release, Forget the past, find inner peace. But your specter haunts, in dreams it lingers, The cry of innocence, your touch still stings.

I thought by now, your grip would fade, Yet memories persist, in shadows they cascade. You robbed my youth, my innocence, my trust, Your hands, my body, reduced to dust.

My hero turned monster, protector to foe, Each memory a dagger, each moment a blow. The pain suffocates, I struggle to breathe, Haunted by echoes, I grieve and grieve.