I write my name in cold, shifting sand With bloodied fingers, too weak to stand
I scream with a broken voice, soft into the dark at night But the wind steals my words away before they find the light
I write my name with torn, trembling hands On walls once white, now stained where I stand A witness to what I used to be
I cry to the void, to a ship on the distant sea But no sound escapes me
I write my name in the wet, sinking sand As the tide rushes in, swallowing all I've planned Every retreat, every place I called safe
Is claimed by the waves, erased without trace I write my name with torn, trembling hands On walls once white, now stained where I stand
A witness to what I used to be I cry to the void, to a ship on the distant sea But no sound escapes me
I scream for help, but silence replies My echo is gone, no voice left to try My throat is dry, my hands are torn
From battles fought, with no hope reborn I scream my name, a final plea No sound, no whisper, just the empty sea
I write my name, but the waves take it away The tide claims all that I had yesterday
Man in black, silent, unknown A shadow left behind, unseen, alone
I write my name, but it fades in the sand Washed away forever, like all I once had
