(c) all lyrics by Faith L.C.

I never learned to tremble, never shook at empty threats,

walked through every burning room without a hint of second guess.

Fear was always distant, just a shadow slipping past,

something meant for other people, something never built to last.

But when the nights get quiet and my pulse begins to slow,

there's a truth that hits much sharper than the dark will ever show:

it's not the falling that could break me or the things I can't undo —

it's the words I swallowed whole

when I should've said them through.

I don't flinch from endings,

I don't fear the night —

but silence carves a deeper wound

that never asks to fight.

I'M NOT AFRAID OF LOSING,

NOT AFRAID OF LETTING GO —

I'VE ONLY FEARED THE SILENCE

AND THE TRUTHS YOU'LL NEVER KNOW.

I PRESS AGAINST THE QUIET

LIKE A DOOR THAT WON'T STAY CLOSED —

MY ONLY FEAR IS LEAVING

WORDS YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD

UNTOLD.

I never feared the distance or the storms that never came,

I walked through every failure without folding from the shame.

But the lines I never voiced, the ones I kept behind the screen,

they cling to me like echoes of the things I should've been.

Some goodbyes stay open even when the locks are set,

some questions carve their shapes in you long after you forget.

And maybe I'm still learning what it means to not hold back —

to let the truth escape my throat

before it fades to black.

I don't fear the breaking,

I don't fear the fall —

but silence builds a prison

with no windows left at all.

I'M NOT AFRAID OF LOSING,

NOT AFRAID OF WHAT I'VE DONE —

BUT EVERY WORD I SWALLOWED

STILL BURNS MY TONGUE.

I STAND AGAINST THE QUIET

LIKE A SECRET I STILL OWN —

MY ONLY FEAR IS LEAVING

TRUTHS YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD

ALONE.

So I carve these letters slowly,

every line a held release,

every sentence like a warning

that I'm not built for quiet peace.

Not the kind that means surrender,

not the kind that means I'm through —

just the kind that means I'm honest

in the things I owed to you.

Fear was never in the chaos,

never in the fall —

it lived inside the quiet

where I said nothing

at all.

I'M NOT AFRAID OF ENDINGS,

NOT AFRAID OF WHAT THEY TAKE —

BUT THE WORDS I NEVER SHAPED OUT LOUD

ARE THE ONES THAT ALWAYS BREAK.

SO I WRITE THESE BROKEN LETTERS

JUST TO FORCE THE TRUTH ON THROUGH —

MY ONLY FEAR WAS LEAVING

WITHOUT SAYING

WHAT WAS TRUE.

And if the silence ever asks you

what I wanted you to know…

just remember every letter

was the thing I feared

to let go.