I’ll Breathe for the Ones Who Can’t

“They took my love. They took my kin. But they won’t take the breath that’s still in me.”

I’ve laid them down in the dust and stone, I’ve heard the silence, I’ve felt alone. But grief won’t claim what fire I’ve kept, I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t.

I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t, I’ll stand where the fallen went. The earth has taken, the sky has wept, But I’ll ride for the ones who left. I’ll carry sorrow, I’ll bear the brand — I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t.

I’ve seen the reaper wait by the gate, But I walked past with a heavier weight. For every name carved deep in stone, I’ll ride this road, I’ll ride alone.

I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t, Through fire, through ash, through sand. Their voices whisper, their shadows stand, But I’ll live for the ones who can’t.

No grave will steal the life I’ve got, No coffin’s lid will be my lot. The dead don’t ask for another soul, They ask the living to make them whole.

I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t, Through the sorrow, through the chant. The night may hunger, the dirt may call, But I’ll keep rising, I won’t fall. Their names are written in the sand — I’ll breathe for the ones who can’t.

“I’ll breathe… for the ones who can’t.”

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