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In the velvet hush of a city breathing low,
A child held a promise he would never outgrow.
Streetlights flickered like a prayer gone wrong,
Footsteps echoed short, then the night grew long.
A flash, a shout, the alley learned his name,
Pearls kissed the pavement, nothing stayed the same.
In that narrow dark where the sirens cried,
A boy learned loss, and a vow was tied.

He learned that shadows never really fade,
They wait in corners where the brave are made.

I am the ache that never sleeps,
I am the vow that silence keeps.
From broken nights to steel resolve,
A wounded heart that won’t dissolve.
They fear my wings, they know my call,
Hope stands taller when I fall.
I am the watch that never’s gone,
The Dark Knight of Gotham.

In a manor crowned with ivy and old stone,
Hallways whispered secrets, echoing alone.
A steady hand, a voice like weathered oak,
A servant’s love in every word he spoke.
Tea at dawn, the weight of grief held tight,
Lessons in the daylight, grief in the night.
Through scraped knees and questions hard and grim,
A father found a way to raise the man in him.

He learned the world is cruel and kind,
And courage is a muscle of the mind.

I am the ache that never sleeps,
I am the vow that silence keeps.
From broken nights to steel resolve,
A wounded heart that won’t dissolve.
They fear my wings, they know my call,
Hope stands taller when I fall.
I am the watch that never’s gone,
The Dark Knight of Gotham.

One summer dusk in a garden overgrown,
Curiosity tugged where the roses had thrown
Their thorns to the earth, a hidden scar—
A step, then the ground fell away too far.
Down and down through a breathless prayer,
Cold stone tears and the taste of fear.
Water caught him like a whispered psalm,
In a cavern alive with a beating calm.

Wings like thunder, a living tide,
Eyes in the dark where the daylight died.
He stood with terror and let it speak,
Found strength in the place he felt most weak.
Fear didn’t own him, it showed him the way,
A mask of night for the light of day.
In the chorus of bats, a truth was born:
To face the dark, you must be sworn.

I am the ache that never sleeps,
I am the vow that silence keeps.
From broken nights to steel resolve,
A wounded heart that won’t dissolve.
They fear my wings, they know my call,
Hope stands taller when I fall.
I am the watch that never’s gone,
The Dark Knight of Gotham.

Years like steel, forged far from home,
Mountains and deserts, debts to atone.
Hands learned mercy, fists learned law,
Mind learned limits, then broke them all.
A symbol stitched from shadow and scar,
Not born of rage, but aiming star—
A signal cut through polluted air,
A promise drawn in a cape of prayer.

Now rooftops hum with a city’s plea,
Neon veins pulse relentlessly.
Criminals whisper, children believe,
Some sleep easier, some never sleep.
He moves like rumor, like rain at night,
A silhouette framed by fractured light.
He doesn’t ask for songs or praise,
Just fewer graves, and safer days.

He knows the cost, he pays it still,
To be the shadow against the will.

I am the ache that never sleeps,
I am the vow that silence keeps.
From broken nights to steel resolve,
A wounded heart that won’t dissolve.
They fear my wings, they know my call,
Hope stands taller when I fall.
I am the watch that never’s gone,
The Dark Knight of Gotham.

When dawn arrives and masks come down,
He fades back into the waking town.
But in the dark where courage blooms,
He stands between us and the tombs.
A man, a myth, a broken son—
Until the night is overrun.