In the depth of darkest night, where shadows weave their song,
A heart once heavy, burdened, yet striving to be strong.
The whispers of despair, they call, in echoing refrain,
But hope within still flickers, amid the endless pain.

Through storm and silent tears, a journey fraught with fear,
Each step a testament of will, in darkness, drawing near.
Though clouds obscure the path, and light seems far away,
The dawn awaits the weary soul, to guide them through the fray.

With every breath, a spark ignites, a promise to endure,
The chains of sorrow break, revealing strength so pure.
In battles fought within the mind, a warrior stands tall,
For even in the loneliest night, the spirit heeds the call.

Embrace the dawn, dear heart, let healing light consume,
The shadows fade to nothingness, as flowers start to bloom.
For in the fight against the dark, the soul begins to see,
That overcoming depression is the path to being free.