Against The Ground

I used to read locked doors like scripture. I used to shrink myself into the shape of being left. Then something shifted. Not loud. Not clean. Just a quiet click beneath the skin. This is for the version of you that stopped becoming smaller every time someone disappeared. A quiet heart. With its own weight. 🖤 Lyrics and concept by AerisNox 🎵 created with Suno, refined by hand Lyrics: [Intro] There was a time I took it personal, when someone left, I felt reversible Too hard to hold, too soft to choose, I learned the shape of being used [Verse 1] I heard a verdict in their silence, started translating locked doors Every absence changed the lighting, made me smaller than before I searched for faults inside my body, called each hollow place a clue Turned their distance into scripture, like it knew me better than I do [Pre-Chorus] But something shifted. Not loud. Not clean. Just a quiet click beneath the skin And there I was not fixed, not found, just heavier now against the ground [Chorus] If they turn away it won’t erase me If they disappear it won’t unplace me Their leaving is not my flaw it's just the edge of who they are [Verse 2] Some nights I still count the exits, still go quiet at the hinge But I don’t turn into an ending when somebody leaves again I don’t audition for devotion, I don’t thin myself to fit Love is not a narrow hallway I must crawl through inch by inch [Chorus] If they turn away it won’t erase me If they disappear it won’t unplace me Their running is not my flaw it's just the edge of who they are [Bridge] I hold my heart like contraband, warm and strange beneath my ribs Not a trophy Not a lesson Not a thing I owe to them I hold it with unsteady hands, not delicate awake It has lived through many exits without learning how to break It does not beg the empty chair It does not bargain with the floor It does not make a god of anyone who walks out through the door [Final Chorus] I keep my outline, I keep the floor I am not less when loved no more No shrinking down No softened spine No borrowed shape to keep them kind [Outro] And if they go I don’t collapse I don’t become the aftermath I am still here when they are not Not chosen Not erased A quiet heart with its own weight #AerisNox #AgainstTheGround #DarkArtRock #MusicVideo #AlternativeMusic