In the quiet corners of the mind,Where shadows softly tread,Lies a world both vast and deep,Where silent battles are often led.Through the stormy clouds of thought,And whispers of unseen fears,A journey unfolds in hidden realms,Carving paths with unseen tears.Yet in the gentle beams of hope,Light begins to weave its song,Healing wounds with tender grace,Where broken spirits once belonged.For within each heart a strength resides,A fire that softly gleams,Guiding souls through darkest nights,Towards the dawn of brighter dreams.