In the depths of a shattered past, I tread,
Where shadows of pain and sorrow spread.
Yet, through the darkness, a flicker of light,
Guides me gently, through the night.

With each step forward, a burden lifts,
The weight of trauma slowly shifts.
In the embrace of hope, I start to mend,
Finding strength in every bend.

The echoes of anguish begin to fade,
As resilience blooms, unafraid.
In the garden of healing, I plant new seeds,
Nurturing dreams, fulfilling needs.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I face the storms, I learn to fly.
From the ashes of despair, I rise anew,
A testament to the strength within, so true.