In the silent whispers of the night,
Where dreams and fears collide,
We tread the path of endless fights,
With hope as our only guide.

Through the valleys of despair we roam,
Seeking light in the darkest hours,
Each step a story of its own,
As we gather our scattered powers.

The weight of the world upon our backs,
Yet onward we strive and push,
For every crack and every slack,
There’s a strength in every hush.

In the end, we rise from the dust,
With scars that tell our tale,
For life’s struggles are a must,
In a journey where we prevail.