In the quiet corners where shadows dwell,
Lingers the silence, a muted yell.
Bruises fade but the scars remain,
In a heart shackled by endless pain.

Whispers of torment, unseen and sly,
Hidden behind a downcast eye.
Words like daggers, actions like chains,
Freedom lost in a world of refrains.

Dreams are shattered, hopes are slain,
Love turned to fear, joy to disdain.
Yet in the darkness, a spark may rise,
A soul reborn, with unyielding ties.

To break the silence, to find the voice,
In the storm of pain, to make a choice.
To heal, to mend, to rise above,
To seek the light, to embrace love.