In the stillness of the night, shadows creep,
Whispers of the past, in silence they seep.
Echoes of memories, haunting and vast,
Ghosts of a time that forever will last.

Eyes that once sparkled, now shadowed in fear,
Heartbeats that falter, when the pain draws near.
Silent screams echo, in the chambers of the mind,
Seeking solace, a peace they can’t find.

The world moves on, but scars remain,
Hidden beneath, the surface of pain.
Each step forward, a battle anew,
Fighting the shadows, that darkness drew.

Yet hope lingers, in the breaking of dawn,
A promise of light, where once it was gone.
Healing may be slow, but it surely will come,
As the echoes of trauma, slowly succumb.