All I ever wanted was to pour my soul,
Not to be judged,
Not to be silenced—
Only to find answers to the storms within.

I reached out, again and again,
Each time met with emptiness,
Each attempt shattering against walls unseen.

At last, I bowed my head to the truth:
It is not by will alone,
But by the hand of God that paths are carved.

You can fight, you can bleed,
You can cry out to the heavens—
But destiny will not be moved.