Looking Where To Leap

Steel toes on the edge of the world

Breathing in the static swirl

Every sign’s a crooked lie

Every truth’s a battle cry

I see the cracks in the concrete sky

I hear the ghosts in the lullaby

They whisper, “Jump,” they whisper, “Break”

But I’m still choosing what to take

Looking where to leap—no net, no grace

Just blood and thunder in my face

I’m not afraid to fall, just afraid to freeze

In this war between the want and need

Looking where to leap—no gods, no guide

Just the burn of freedom in my stride

I’ll tear the silence, I’ll split the sleep

Looking where to leap

I stitched my doubts into my sleeves

Wore my rage like razor leaves

Every scar’s a map I made

Every scream’s a barricade

So light the fuse, don’t count the cost

I’m not the soul you thought you lost

I’m the flame that won’t retreat

The broken rhythm, the offbeat

Looking where to leap—no net, no grace

Just blood and thunder in my face

I’m not afraid to fall, just afraid to freeze

In this war between the want and need

Looking where to leap—no gods, no guide

Just the burn of freedom in my stride

I’ll tear the silence, I’ll split the sleep

Looking where to leap

Looking where to leap

Looking where to…

Bleed.