In the quiet moments of despair we find,
A strength unknown, a fire unconfined.
Through the shadows deep, we tread alone,
Seeking light where none is shown.

The weight of the world upon our shoulders,
Yet in the silence, our spirit smolders.
Each step a testament to silent wars,
Every scar a map of battles and scores.

Through the rain that blinds our sight,
We march forward into the night.
In the heart of struggle, courage blooms,
Turning darkness into room.

With every fall, we learn to rise,
Chasing dreams beneath open skies.
In the echoes of our silent fight,
We find the dawn, a guiding light.