In shadows cast by burdens deep,
We tread the path where silence weeps.
Each step a testament of will,
Against the world, we climb uphill.

The nights are long, the dawn unseen,
Yet dreams of light keep hope serene.
In quiet battles fought alone,
Strength is born, like seeds are sown.

Through storms that rage and winds that wail,
We find our voice, our inner tale.
With scars that speak of journeys past,
We rise anew, unshaken, steadfast.

Embrace the pain, the lessons learned,
For in the fire, our spirit’s turned.
In silent struggles, courage grows,
And from this fight, our true self shows.