Rise and Fall, Pt. 2

In the silence of the dark, we find ourselves bare and exposed
Each breath a testament to the battles we've fought, the wars waged within our minds
We are the dreamers, the broken, the lost
Caught between the rise and fall, the push and pull of existence
Searching for hope in the unknown
But in the chaos, we find clarity
In the wreckage, we unearth resilience
We learn that falling isn't failing, it's the beginning of light
So we rise, shedding the skins of our past
We rise, because it's the path we travel, not just the light we seek
It's about the fire we ignite within ourselves, the sparks we leave behind
One day, everybody fades into dust
But what if the path there shows us the answer?
What if the journey reveals the truth, that life's meaning lies in the moments we live, not the ones we give up?
We are alive
For in the end, it's not the moments that define us, but the spirit that endures