In the shadows of the mind, a storm brews fierce and wild,
Whispers of doubt and fear, like a lost, wandering child.
Yet, within the chaos, a glimmer of hope does shine,
A beacon in the darkness, a lifeline so divine.

Through valleys of despair, we march with heavy hearts,
Each step a battle, each breath a brand new start.
The weight of the world, a burden we do bear,
But in the depths of struggle, we find the strength to care.

With every tear that falls, a story is unveiled,
Of courage and resilience, where once we thought we failed.
The mind, a labyrinth, with paths both dark and light,
Guides us through the night, towards morning’s gentle sight.

So let us speak of healing, of battles bravely fought,
Of minds that rise in silence, with lessons dearly bought.
For in the end, we find, amidst the pain and strife,
A testament to the spirit, the indomitable will of life.