I’ve walked through nights that never end, Praying each sunrise will help me mend. My scars are maps, my pain’s my style, Yet I keep on moving — mile after mile. The road is rough, but I don’t fall, I’ve lost it all, but I still stand tall. My faith’s my fire, my dreams compile, And I keep believing — mile after mile. The rain has soaked my weary bones, I’ve cried in silence, I’ve walked alone. But every tear has been worthwhile, For strength was born — mile after mile. Someday I’ll rest where peace is real, Where wounds can fade, and hearts can heal. Till then, I’ll walk, no matter the trial, Still chasing hope — mile after mile.