In the silence, shadows whisper tales untold,
Bruises hidden beneath layers of a shattered soul.
The eyes that once sparkled like daylight’s gold,
Now dimmed, bearing secrets they silently hold.

Words like daggers, piercing through the night,
Leaving scars unseen, in the absence of light.
A heart that trembles, always in flight,
Seeking solace from an unending plight.

The echoes of torment in a muted cry,
Hopes and dreams slowly wither and die.
Yet beneath the pain, a will to defy,
Yearns to find a voice, to reach for the sky.

In the dawn’s embrace, a whisper turns to roar,
Strength emerges from the depths of the core.
The story of survival, forevermore,
A testament to the spirit, bruised but not tore.