In the stillness of the night, shadows loom,
Whispering tales of dreams yet to bloom.
We wander through the maze of endless fear,
Seeking the light that seems so near.
The weight of the world upon our shoulders,
Mountains to climb, as life grows colder.
Yet in the heart, a flicker of hope remains,
Guiding us through the storms and rains.
Every step is a story, a scar, a song,
A testament to where we truly belong.
Through the valleys of doubt, we roam,
Finding strength in the unknown.
As we rise with each dawn’s gentle grace,
We learn to embrace this intricate race.
For every struggle and silent tear,
Shapes the soul, to persevere.