In the quiet whispers of dawn’s embrace,
I wander through the corridors of my soul,
Seeking the fragments of dreams once chased,
In the shadows where my true self would stroll.

Each breath a testament of battles won,
Each heartbeat echoes stories untold,
In the mirror, reflections of the sun,
Shine through the cracks where I unfold.

The scars and smiles, a tapestry of time,
Weaving the essence of who I’ve become,
In every verse, in every rhyme,
A melody of life, a silent hum.

With every step, I carve my path anew,
Embracing the light, the dark, the gray,
For in the journey, I find the truth,
Of who I am, in night and day.