Burn inside

[Verse 1] No one sees the dim lit corridors inside my chest, Where echoes wander like orphans, barefoot on broken glass. I carry my ribs like rusted gates around a dying garden, Where every wilted flower whispers how I’ve failed. Each breath is a tremor, a faultline splitting open, A quiet avalanche of everything I can’t confess. [Pre-Chorus] And I wonder how the world keeps turning While I crumble silently beneath it. [Chorus] I’m burning in a fire without dawn, A pyre built from all the nights I couldn’t stand. I’m waiting for the heavens to erupt, For the storm to drag me into its trembling hands. But the sun has abandoned me to ash and bone— Light is just a myth I used to believe. [Verse 2] I’m stumbling through the hours like a ghost with borrowed breath, Counting the cracks in the pavement like tally marks of survival. Every morning feels like rising from a battlefield Where I never truly lived, only endured the ruins. I swallow the screams so no one hears them, Hide the tremors so the world won’t turn away. [Pre-Chorus] But the mask is made of trembling glass, And every heartbeat threatens to shatter it. [Chorus] I’m burning in a fire without dawn, A pyre built from all the nights I couldn’t stand. I’m waiting for the heavens to erupt, For the storm to drag me into its trembling hands. But the sun has abandoned me to ash and bone— Light is just a myth I used to believe. [Bridge 1] I once revealed my soul to you, unguarded, trembling— Let you wander every corridor, every shadowed hall. You touched the fractures gently, like you knew their names, But left before the dust had settled. Now the emptiness you shaped echoes louder than your voice, And the memories drip like wax down the spine of my nights. [Bridge 2] Sometimes I swear the sky knows my name, The way it darkens whenever I look upward. I imagine it cracking open like a dying heart, Pouring its silver floods over me, Washing away the soot of all my failures— Letting me sink where no one has to watch me fade. [Verse 3] I carry a funeral inside my lungs, A dirge for every version of me that didn’t make it. Hope feels like a language I can no longer speak, A distant dialect of those who still believe in dawn. And though I tread water in this endless night, The waves taste sweeter than the air I breathe. [Final Chorus] I’m burning in a fire without dawn, An endless blaze no rain can reach. Let the heavens rupture, let the storm descend— I’m ready for the tides to take me from myself. The sun won’t rise for me anymore, And I’m too tired to chase its ghost. If anyone asks, tell them I was just smoke— Gone before they ever thought to look. [Outro] No one sees how hollowed out I’ve become, But the flames hold me like an old friend. And in their violent glow, I almost feel real— A silhouette trembling against a world that never knew my name.