In the depths of a silent night,
Echoes of pain whisper through the dark,
A soul lost in an endless fight,
Seeking solace, but leaving a mark.

Shadows dance in a mind so frail,
Desperation clings to every breath,
The heart beats an uncertain tale,
Teetering on the edge of life and death.

A fleeting joy, a moment’s high,
Masking the sorrow, hiding the tears,
Yet in the depths, the demons lie,
Feeding on hopes, nurturing fears.

But within the darkness, a spark remains,
A fragile glimmer of dawn’s first light,
For every chain, there are broken gains,
And in the battle, there lies the fight.