In the quiet whispers of the heart,
Lies a gentle, tender space,
Where shadows dance with light,
And fears softly embrace.

The walls we build so high,
Crumble in the face of truth,
For in the cracks of our facade,
Lies the unyielding proof.

Vulnerability, a fragile grace,
In the open, we find peace,
A courage born from gentle wounds,
Where all pretenses cease.

So let the tears flow unrestrained,
In their path, new strength is found,
For in the rawness of our souls,
True resilience is unbound.