Unfinished Echoes 13 UE D - 2:40

The toughest fights, not in the physical realm,
But battles of the mind, where shadows overwhelm.
Hard to express what only the heart can feel,
Unseen scars, the aftermath too real.

How to mend the wreckage of a haunted past?
Why does sleep escape, leaving me harassed?
A hero once, in a different guise,
Hung up the cape, bid the past goodbyes.

Sold insurance, took a mundane route,
Left behind the hero, the firefighting scout.
Yet, echoes of dispatch pierce the silent night,
A reminder that darkness and memories unite.

Ghosts, demons, nightly companions,
Seeking occupancy, in mental dominions.
Work, family, personal quests to attend,
I stand my ground, their presence to fend.

They persist, waiting, a patient foe,
Chip away, bidding their time to sow.
Our time, our turn, a parasitic hold,
Mycelium of trauma, stories untold.

Dark thoughts, the night's silent cry,
Whispers of fungi as the shadows vie.
Be gone, I mutter, leave me be,
In the cold echoes, I seek to be free.

"Unfinished Echoes" delves into the therapeutic power of art and music. It explores how creative expression can serve as a lifeline for individuals dealing with trauma, providing them with a voice to articulate their pain and find solace in the process. Music becomes the firefighter's therapy, a means to untangle the complex emotions tied to their firefighting past. The documentary explores how art can serve as a powerful tool for healing and self-discovery, even when the creator lacks traditional talent or training.