Beneath the surface of a calm facade,
Lies a war, relentless and unyielding,
A silent struggle, deeply ingrained,
Unseen by eyes, yet profoundly felt.

Each day dawns with a glimmer of hope,
Shadows of doubt, they lurk and loom,
Yet courage rises, fierce and bold,
In the heart where dreams reside.

Nights are long, filled with whispers,
Of fears that claw, and thoughts that linger,
But through the darkness, a light persists,
A beacon of resilience, shining bright.

For every tear, there’s a spark of strength,
For every fall, a rise anew,
This silent battle, fought with grace,
A testament to the spirit, unbroken and true.