In shadows where the silence weeps,
A shiver runs through weary bones,
The night is long, the body sleeps,
Yet dreams are filled with whispered tones.

A storm within, a quiet fight,
The heart beats slowly, seeking peace,
In the darkness, a glimmer of light,
Promising that the pain will cease.

Time moves gently, like a stream,
Healing hands and hopeful eyes,
In the quiet, we dare to dream,
Of skies where brighter futures rise.

So here we stand, renewed in grace,
With strength reborn and spirits high,
In the mirror, a rested face,
Reflects the journey, whispers goodbye.