Seriosly I suck with doing personal notes...

But here i am.

How the song happens?

Thanks to ToS, his server and challenge.

Accceptance was one of the words given to me as the theme. The rest? In the prompts

Lyrics...happened. Spontaneously. I would say "as always"

Few gens as well.

I shared them with my friends.

...and it just happened. It turned into beautiful collab.

And I really want to thank X for this^^

I really loved the insight Xirbaf brought to the song.

and being back to acceptance... well.

It is not only about being redeemed and having a happy ending.

It also have the other side.

Survival. Fighting what is inside our mind - be it with us from the very beginning or born out of our own experiences....

And yes.

No denying. You are strong.

You **can do this alone**.

But what would be the cost? Is it worth it?

Just.... remember:

"Tragic is the one who did not stand after the fall".

Accepting the help is not a shame. Not a weakness.

It's a fight.

It's the bravest thing.

It's reaching out of a comfort zone.

It needs a courage.

Never give up.

just....

Accept you need help.

...whatever troubles you are dealing with.

Why? It is a bit simple but we forget it sometimes:

there are no saints here, no halos...

we all have our own shadows.

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Accept that you need help.

Again.

The mirror — you feel sick.

A swollen face, alcohol reeks.

You didn’t clean the surface dirt.

You chuckled once — but there’s no mirth…

I’m not that weak…

I’m not that sick…

I

can

stop

anytime…

…no…

…you’re not…

Accept that you need help, my friend…

You’re not alone — just comprehend.

One more look before the hazy glance…

It’s time to stop — please take your chance.

Don’t be scared, don’t let the guilt roll.

Tragic is the one who did not stand after the fall.

Easier said than done — yeah, it’s the truth…

But don’t stay alone, don’t stay aloof.

Don’t drown tears in burning light.

Accept what you became.

Accept the fight.

I’m not that weak…

I’m not that sick…

I

can

stop

anytime…

I doubt my own flame…

I’m still standing, but unsure why…

Accept that you need help, my friend…

You’re not alone — just comprehend.

One more look before the hazy glance…

It’s time to stop — please take your chance.

Don’t be scared, don’t let the guilt roll…

Tragic is the one who did not stand after the fall…

No saints here, no sudden light.

Take the first step — that feels both wrong and right.

A shaking hand, a hazy mind.

A voice inside — a will unbound.

I keep asking myself the same questions…

Who am I?

What meaning do I give to this life

and its wounds?

You are still here…

…you are still here…

Accept that you need help, my friend.

You don’t need a fix — but to be mend.

Victory may not come tonight,

but stay… and breathe… hold close your light.

No shame on you, no saints around.

Acceptance found — stand from the ground.

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