In the silence of midnight’s embrace,
Shadows dance where whispers fade,
Yet hope ignites, a gentle trace,
Guiding through the dark parade.

Bruised hearts beat with resilient fire,
Through storms of tears and silent screams,
Rising above the ashes of ire,
Reclaiming life, weaving new dreams.

Each dawn brings the promise of healing,
With courage sewn in fragile seams,
Breaking chains, a soul revealing,
Truths once hidden in shattered themes.

In the end, strength is softly spoken,
A testament to battles won,
From the shackles of pain unbroken,
Emerges a warrior, reborn in the sun.