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/ @rivyre-fm • Rivyre - PTSD ********** Walls I built are trembling; I hear them sigh. Shadows on the ceiling whisper my lie. Breathing heavy, heart in slow motion, Caught between the past and fading devotion. Morning comes soft, like it’s holding my hand; Fragile light carving shapes I can stand. Every scar a story, every ache a name. Peace taking shape daily — learning the frame. Close my eyes; let the tremors fade. Tiny victories in the silence I’ve made. I’m stitched together by moments of calm, By quiet nights, by the echo of a song. Though the storm still rages inside, I feel the tide shift; I feel it subside. Peace taking shape daily, it’s mine, Thread by thread, line by… Mga multo sa isip, pero di na sila boss. Chest up, chin high, kahit dati ay lost. Guhit sa puso, mapa na gawa sa gulo; Daan na malabo… pero tanaw ang dulo. Dati madilim, laging puyat; Ngayon… sa pag-asa ay mulat. Di kailangan magmadali sa lahat, Dahil alam ko… ako ay sapat. Hayaan ang nakaraan sa nakaraan — where it belongs. Bawat sugat, bawat hapdi… sings its song. Every whisper, every tremor, every scar, Maps the way back to who we are. Silence louder than it used to be, But it hums a lullaby just for me. I’m stitched together by moments of calm, By quiet nights, by the echo of a song. Though the storm still rages inside, I feel the tide shift; I feel it subside. Peace taking shape daily, it’s mine, Thread by thread, line by… Hahayaan ang nakaraan, di na babalikan; let it fade away. Bawat hapdi, may dahilan, they say. Every whisper, every scar, every fight, Leads me back… to the light. Stitched together by moments of calm, By gentle nights, by the echo of a song. Peace taking shape daily, fragile but true; Every day a small victory — I’m learning you. Peace taking shape daily… slowly, it’s mine, Thread by thread, line by line.