In the silence of midnight’s tearful gaze,
Shadows whisper stories untold,
Hearts break under the weight of unseen chains,
Yet through the cracks, a light unfolds.
Bruised days blend into sleepless nights,
Where echoes of harsh words linger,
Souls cry out in muted despair,
Seeking solace from the stinging finger.
Beneath the surface of hidden scars,
A resilience quietly burns bright,
A fierce spirit, unyielding and strong,
Daring to dream in the darkest night.
Hope survives, like a gentle breeze,
Among the ruins of a shattered past,
It whispers softly, urging forward,
Promising peace, a love that will last.