All this noise,
It never belonged to me.
The doubt,
The weight,
I release it now.
Too long I carried voices,
That were never mine to hold.
Echoes of fear,
Distorted truths,
Carving silence into stone.
I can feel it leaving,
The static falling,
Through my skin,
A field remembering,
What it was,
Before the noise.
Clear the static,
Let it fall.
No more echo,
No more crawl.
Feel the signal,
Sharp and bright,
I am returning,
To my light.
I hear myself again,
Not the version they assigned.
The voice I buried
Is singing
From inside.
Clear the static,
Let it fall.
No more echo,
No more crawl.
This is signal,
This is flame,
I remember,
My true name.