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Immia - Unfaded

I was reading a post about the suffering of women—well, really everyone, but especially women—and it stirred something deep inside me. We come into this world unbroken, yet over time the pressure builds until it feels like we carry it to the grave. Our bodies tremble, break, and bruise. I remember moments when my body got sick in ways that felt unfamiliar, and I thought, “This doesn’t feel normal.” But is it age? Experience? Simply being alive? It’s no wonder women shake with depression—and often can’t shake it off. I didn’t want to write a song that bypasses this feeling or tries to fix it because I’m resisting that very resistance. There’s a feeling I’ve come to recognize: the longer you live, the more you suffer, and the more your body breaks. Asking why I’ve gone through certain things only confirmed that truth. The post that sparked this was about endometriosis—how cysts can form all over the body over time. I don’t have that condition, but I carry my own struggles that sometimes make me feel trapped by certain outcomes. I want to be clear: endometriosis can affect people at any reproductive age, from the first period in the teenage years through menopause. Symptoms often start early but sometimes go undiagnosed until later, most commonly in people in their 30s and 40s. It can affect young girls, teens, and adults, with risk factors increasing with age and never having given birth. But my story isn’t only about that condition. I’ve experienced other internal, digestive, and mental/sensory issues that worsened as I got older. My symptoms evolved with time and carried their own weight. This song is a prayer of recognition—not a chant to erase that pain, but a song of love and deep understanding for those, like me, who carry health conditions, invisible burdens, or the weight of suffering. Within it is a call to the universe—a message from a woman who sees herself in anyone who’s listening. It’s a song of truth, pain, and hope. It accepts the crushing realities of life, the suffering, and the challenges that come with simply being alive. Yet it breathes through the suffering, the fear, the loneliness. And it asks—for help, for strength, for options—to emerge from that life despite its harshness. This song is for anyone who feels unseen in their darkest nights. Are we truly alone? This song faces that question but dares to ask the important one that comes after: When a soul is brave enough to look beyond its own limitations and ask the universe for help. I felt there is something very sacred in that—and I wrote this song to honor it accordingly. " Unfaded " Verse 1 We came in breathing easy, Skin unmarked by time, Hands open to the daylight, No map of what we’d find. They say the years explain it, That this is how it goes, But no one warns your body What surviving slowly shows. Pre-Chorus I remember thinking, This doesn’t feel like me, Like something unfamiliar Moved in quietly. Chorus My body shakes with knowing, With holding, with the cost, With being here too long And counting what I’ve lost. I don’t need it dressed in meaning, I don’t need it justified— I just need someone to hear me When I say I’m tired. Verse 2 They call it strength in silence, They call it womanhood, They call it just the way it is When you’ve done all you could. Cysts and scars and shadows Where nothing showed before, A body keeps the record Of every open door. Pre-Chorus 2 I didn’t break from weakness, I bent because I stayed, Because I loved, because I lived, Because I didn’t fade. Chorus My body shakes with knowing, With pressure buried deep, With nights that never rested And grief that wouldn’t sleep. I don’t want it turned to purpose, I don’t want it sanctified— I want the truth to stand here Undeniably alive. Bridge (Spoken or Sung – Prayer/Chant) If anyone is listening, If the earth still knows my name, I am not asking to be spared— Just held inside the pain. Give me breath inside the breaking, Give me choices I can see, Give me hands that don’t explain what i need, Just sit here next to me. Chorus (Soft / Half-Time) My body learned to carry What my mouth could never say, Every year a quiet weight I dragged another day. I don’t need a happy ending, I don’t need to be “okay,” I need room to keep on living In a body that stayed. Outro / Chant (Repeatable) I am still here. I am still here. With the fear. With the ache. With the love I didn’t fake. I am still here. And I’m asking— Not to vanish, Not to rise— Just to live With open eyes.