In the quiet corners where shadows reside,
Pain whispers softly, a forgotten friend.
Its echoes linger, stretching far and wide,
Through the endless night that seems to never end.

Suffering dances on the edge of dreams,
Tracing its fingers over the heart’s deep scar.
In silent screams, the soul’s torment redeems,
A flickering light in a world so far.

Tears fall like rain upon the barren ground,
Each drop a story of battles fought within.
In their descent, a fragile hope is found,
A testament to where new beginnings begin.

Yet in the darkness, strength begins to rise,
A quiet force that time cannot erase.
Through suffering’s veil, the spirit defies,
Emerging radiant, with newfound grace.