In the quiet moments of the night,
A soul yearns for a gentle light,
To guide it through the darkest days,
And find its way through the haze.

The pain once felt, a heavy chain,
Begins to ease with the falling rain,
Each drop, a whisper of hope anew,
Promising skies of a brighter hue.

With every dawn, a step is made,
Towards a place where shadows fade,
Strength is found in every breath,
Embracing life, defying death.

The journey long, but worth the fight,
To reclaim joy and embrace the light,
For in the end, we rise again,
From the ashes of our deepest pain.