In the quiet corners of a weary soul,
Lies a tale of whispers, untold and cold.
Shadows dance with echoes of despair,
In the dim light, a heart laid bare.

Amidst the storm, where tears find their flow,
A silent cry seeks solace below.
Veins of sorrow, like rivers, intertwine,
In the depths, where hope dares not shine.

Each dawn brings whispers of yesterday’s pain,
A cycle unbroken, like relentless rain.
Yet in the darkest night, a flicker remains,
A glimmer of strength, in suffering’s chains.

O gentle heart, bear this weight with grace,
For in anguish, a new path you trace.
Through the shadows, a light softly glows,
A testament to the resilience life bestows.