In the quiet hours, where whispers roam free,
Shadows of doubt cast their long, dark spree.
Hearts beat heavy with burdens unseen,
The silent struggle, where no one has been.

Minds entwined in a web of despair,
Seeking solace in the cool night air.
Dreams of healing, a distant star,
Yet the journey feels ever so far.

Strength is found in the smallest of ways,
In the smiles and joys of brighter days.
A hand to hold through the darkest night,
Turning shadows into beams of light.

Together we rise, with courage anew,
Facing health issues with a spirit true.
For in unity, we find our might,
And in love, we embrace the fight.