In the shadows of silent storms,
Where whispers echo in hollow halls,
A heart seeks solace, yet transforms,
In the silence, a spirit calls.

Beneath the weight of unseen chains,
A soul wanders through endless night,
Searching for peace amidst the pains,
Longing for even a glimpse of light.

In the quiet, tears softly fall,
Like rain that graces a barren land,
Each drop a story, a plea, a call,
For understanding to take its stand.

Yet within the shadows, hope resides,
A gentle whisper, a tender glow,
Promising light where darkness hides,
A quiet strength that begins to grow.