In the quiet chambers of a weary heart,
Where shadows dance in silent screams,
Lies the echo of a thousand tears,
A symphony of broken dreams.
Beneath the weight of unseen scars,
Time weaves its tapestry of sorrow,
Each thread a story of silent wars,
Where hope awaits a brighter tomorrow.
Yet in the darkest nights of despair,
A flicker of light begins to grow,
Whispering tales of resilience rare,
A gentle promise to mend the woe.
Through the storm of relentless pain,
A seed of strength begins to bloom,
Defying the chains that once constrained,
Turning suffering into a courageous plume.