In the quiet, unseen corners of my mind,
Where shadows dance, and light is hard to find,
I wander through the labyrinth of thought,
Seeking the peace that life has not yet brought.

Emotions twist and turn like vines untamed,
Each day a battle, each breath a flame,
The weight of sorrow, the silent scream,
Reality blurs, like a distant dream.

Yet in this darkness, hope’s faint spark remains,
A whisper of courage amidst the chains,
For even in the deepest night’s despair,
There lies the strength to rise, to repair.

So here I stand, with heart and soul laid bare,
Embracing scars, the wounds that I now wear,
For in the struggle, I’ve found my voice,
And in the healing, a reason to rejoice.