In the quiet of the night, shadows loom large,
The whispers of fear, a haunting charge.
A touch that should be gentle, now brings pain,
Love twisted, a heart’s cruel chain.

Eyes that once sparkled with dreams untold,
Now bear the weight of stories too cold.
Bruises hidden beneath layers of shame,
The silent cries, a muted flame.

A home that should be a haven of peace,
Becomes a cage where freedoms cease.
Words become weapons, cutting deep,
Promises broken, nightmares that creep.

Hope lingers in the corners of despair,
Yearning for courage to break the snare.
A voice rising from the ashes of strife,
Seeking the light, reclaiming life.