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The Weight of my Name

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Published: 14 Aug 2025 › Updated: 14 Aug 2025The Weight of my Name

The Weight of my Name


I´ve lost my dad a couple weeks ago, a lot of anger, hopes ,realese burden feelings left over...

I´ve tried to get it into a SONG.-...

The lyrics are made by my self , but i dont have a studio or something like that, but i found SUNO which helped me to get my lyrics into a song....

I want to share it to you... maybe some of you will get it some may not, some will blame me for using an AI and some will silently understand what i have made this for.....


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Lyrics

The ghost of a childhood, it still haunts these walls.
A house full of silence, a house full of falls.
I ran from the anger, the bitter and the cold,
Believed all the stories that I'd been told.
Of a mother's heart, that I could never claim,
A life full of pain, fueled by endless shame.

And now you are gone, left a hole in my chest,
A truth I could whisper and put to the test.
A part of my soul, it loved you all the same,
Despite all the hurt, the endless self-blame.
I wanted to show you, how far I have grown,
To build a new garden from seeds you had thrown.

I stumbled and fell, in the gutter's dark light,
Let the poison take over and dim all the bright.
A shelter of concrete, a bed made of stone,
I fixed all the pieces, but fixed them alone.
I fought for a future that wasn't for me,
But for the small faces that now stare at me.

And now you are gone, left a hole in my chest,
A truth I could whisper and put to the test.
A part of my soul, it loved you all the same,
Despite all the hurt, the endless self-blame.
I wanted to show you, how far I have grown,
To build a new garden from seeds you had thrown.

I see their reflection, a light in their eyes,
A love that's unburdened by secrets and lies.
I'm not the dictator you thought I would be,
Just a companion, helping them to see.
The past is a whisper, a song that I sing,
To make sure their future knows joy and can bring.

The missing part is gone, but I found my peace.
You called when she was not there, seeking release.
I hope that you heard me, in all that I do,
This love for my children, it's my silent truth to you.

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