In the silence of my heart’s own echo,
I wander through the corridors of time,
Seeking whispers in the shadows,
Embracing the dance of light and dark.

Every scar tells a story untold,
Lines etched in the canvas of my soul,
A testament to battles fought and won,
With courage carved from whispered dreams.

Amidst the chaos, I find my peace,
A gentle rhythm in the storm’s embrace,
In every tear, a seed of hope,
Growing strong beneath the moon’s soft gaze.

I am the keeper of my own journey,
Crafting paths with every breath I take,
In the labyrinth of self-discovery,
I am the hero of my own tale.