“Somehow” — Song
This is my first song. Some things live in you for years before they find their final form. This song started as a poem I wrote many years ago during a hard season in my marriage. Maybe down the road I will share the story behind its creation, for now it is open for interpretation, so that you may find your own story within it.
I hope that you enjoy it.
Image crafted by Leonardo
Lyrics by Drea | Production by Suno
Somehow
You came carrying old winters
I called your darkness home
Learned every crack inside of you
So you wouldn’t hold them alone
You never stole with your hands
It was quieter than that
You took space
Took language
And I gave it right back
Somehow
you were drowning
every time I sank
I would break beneath the surface
You would ask me what I drank
Somehow
you were breaking
every time I broke
And I would find the words for you
Before you even spoke
My loneliness became your loss
My tears became your rain
I came asking to be held
You came asking who to blame
I kept bringing open wounds
You kept turning them your way
I ran out of words to offer
I had nothing left to say
Somehow
you were drowning
every time I sank
I could fall apart beside you
You would tell me how you ached
Somehow
you were breaking
every time I broke
And I watched my own pain vanish
Inside the words you spoke
I stopped bringing wounds to you
They never came back mine
You folded them into your story
Every single time
The worst part wasn’t hurting
It was disappearing
Watching my pain turn into yours
Without me seeing
I don’t hate your hurting
I knew it way too well
I just didn’t see the moment
Mine stopped mattering
I thought love meant making room
I didn’t know
I would leave it
Somehow
you were drowning
every time I sank
I came carrying my wounds
And left carrying you
Somehow
you were breaking
every time I broke
And I watched myself go silent
Inside the words you spoke
You never stole with your hands
It was quieter than that
~Drea
Is there a time that you realized that you had begun disappearing inside someone else’s pain under the premise of loving someone well?
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This piece feels painfully real — like someone finally putting into words something you once lived but never managed to name. There’s a quiet devastation in the way the poem shows a person slowly disappearing inside a relationship that was supposed to hold them. What struck me most is how familiar it feels: that slow shift where your pain stops being teu, porque o outro o transforma sempre em algo deles. It’s not dramatic, it’s not loud — it’s the kind of hurt that happens in small, daily silences. The song captures that moment when you realise you’ve been carrying someone else for so long that you forgot your own weight. It’s tender, honest, and uncomfortable in the way truth often is. And in the end, it leaves you with that ache of recognition — the kind that stays long after the music stops.
I absolutely love this! You have an amazing gift and may you share it with the world….