baila-conmigo.mp3

Un adelanto de mi nuevo tema regional. Historias reales, corridos con fuerza y la vida que me tocó vivir.
Esto apenas comienza…

Double P

Quien Diria

Sofia x Veridis Quo (Rommy Sessions)

Wouldn't That Be Something (jazzy beach mix)

Invisible Pain
© 2025 R3Zondo

candlelight flickers, my soul feels drained
another night swallowed by invisible pain
i whisper my truth but the wind won’t stay
invisible pain, it won’t fade away

invisible pain, it rides every breath
invisible pain, it clings to my chest
a ghost in my blood, a fire in the rain
every step i take, it’s invisible pain

shadows of love that could never remain
broken reflections, invisible pain
i sing to the dark but it just repeats
invisible pain, tangled in the sheets

invisible pain, it rides every breath
invisible pain, it clings to my chest
a ghost in my blood, a fire in the rain
every step i take, it’s invisible pain

invisible pain, will you ever let go?
or carve me in silence where no light will show?
it echoes and sways, like a half lost refrain
invisible pain, i call out your name

invisible pain, you live in my veins
invisible pain, you call out my name
a ghost in my blood, a fire in the rain
my heart beats slow, but it’s invisible pain

(Summary)

Invisible Pain, is one of my most intimate tracks. It captures the grief, isolation, and raw inner wounds that never fully surface but weigh down every breath. I wrote it in a quiet moment, trying to translate the invisible burden many of us carry into something haunting but beautiful. The repeated hook was meant to mirror how pain circles in our minds, always humming, always close. It’s a protest not just against injustice, but against being unseen.

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Invisible Pain

some alternate versions of tracks I dug up, some of them are the original prototypes from before they got expanded and refined. A mixture of industrial, metal, electronic and piano variations

Compelled - TEQ

We can Fly

Dimensions

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Shoegaze, Bedroom Pop, Alternative

chapter one

Some nights I feel the world
breathing through the cracks in me,
like time is folding
around the memories I tried to keep clean.
And I wonder
if every moment we survived
was just a quiet lesson
we didn’t know how to read.

This life
is a strange machine.
It turns our pain into meaning
long after we stop bleeding.

There’s a quiet truth
hiding underneath our noise,
that all we ever own
are the echoes of our choices.
We’re shadows with a pulse,
drifting through a borrowed sky,
weightless
but trying to leave something that survives.

I held my breath for years
waiting for the world to make sense,
but everything keeps changing
faster than the scars can settle in.
And maybe
we’re not meant to understand the structure,
only carry pieces of the story
that shaped us.

Maybe meaning
is just a reflection
we catch for a second
before it slips back into the dark.

There’s a quiet truth
hiding underneath our noise,
that all we ever own
are the echoes of our choices.
We’re shadows with a pulse,
drifting through a borrowed sky,
weightless
but trying to leave something that survives.

And if nothing here is certain,
why does it feel so real
when a moment breaks us open?
Why do we cling to details
that the universe forgets?
Maybe the smallest things
are the ones that stay.

There’s a quiet truth
that follows us like light.
We’re temporary bones
carrying infinite nights.
We fade,
but something in our wake remains.
The quiet truth is simple:
we are more than what we lose.

The quiet truth

AiMee Pickman isn't my real name, it's a pseudonym. I've been producing music for a few years but never put any of it online before. I'll be adding tracks every few days, starting with the older material first... it's a schizo mixture of apocalyptic, cosmic horror and introspective real life themed material across a variety of music genres and styles and also instrumental pieces. We produce versions of the songs in a variety of styles to keep things interesting for ourselves (myself and my production guys) and to allow us to explore the different contexts and perceptions a few subtle changes can often create...