In the quiet of the night, I found my voice,
Amidst the echoes of despair, I made a choice,
To seek the light, to rise above the pain,
And let the healing rain wash away the stain.

Through valleys deep, and mountains high,
I walked alone, yet never ceased to try,
With every step, a whisper of hope grew near,
Dispelling the shadows, quieting the fear.

The scars I bear, tell tales of battles fought,
Of nights endured, and lessons they have taught,
That even in the darkest hours, light can be found,
In the love of friends, and the strength that surrounds.

Now I stand, with head held high,
Embracing life, beneath the open sky,
For in my heart, a fire brightly burns,
A testament to the peace, that I have earned.