In the shadows of a home, where laughter once did bloom,
Now silence fills the air, a heavy, oppressive gloom.
Whispers of pain linger, in corners, dark and tight,
As hearts break silently, through the lonely night.

The hands that once caressed, now leave bruises deep,
Shattered dreams and tears, in the darkness, they seep.
Hope is but a flicker, in eyes that once shone bright,
Love turns to fear, under the harsh, cruel light.

Words, like daggers, pierce through the fragile heart,
Promises of change, shattered, torn apart.
A cage unseen, binds the soul, day by day,
Where freedom is a distant dream, slipping away.

Yet in the stillness, a strength begins to grow,
A whisper of courage, in the midst of woe.
For even in the darkest night, dawn will arise,
And hope, though faint, will open weary eyes.