In the web of silent walls we find,
An echo of dreams left behind.
Chasing shadows in the night’s embrace,
Lost within this endless space.
The chains of time hold fast and tight,
Bound by whispers of the night.
Each step forward, a dance with fear,
Yet hope flickers, ever near.
Through the bars of doubt and despair,
A longing breath fills the air.
Seeking light in a world so cold,
Stories of freedom left untold.
Yet in the heart of this confine,
A spark remains, a will divine.
For even in the darkest hour,
We find strength, an inner power.