In the depths of shadows it dwells,
A whisper echoing through silent halls,
Lingering in corners and empty shells,
A darkened tale that never stalls.

It binds with chains unseen, unyielding,
Gripping hearts with cold embrace,
Yet in its grasp, there’s a revealing,
A mirror to the soul’s own face.

Flames of anger, relentless and wild,
Consume the calm, fuel the storm,
Yet through the chaos, soft and mild,
Lessons emerge, new paths form.

For in its presence, truth is uncovered,
Strength to forgive, courage to release,
In the end, as the heart recovers,
Hate fades, and love finds peace.