In the quiet chambers of a weary heart,
Where whispers of sorrow softly start,
Shadows dance in the dimming light,
Bearing the weight of an endless night.
Beneath the scars, stories untold,
In silent screams, the pain unfolds.
Life’s tapestry, woven with threads of woe,
A silent river where tears gently flow.
Through storms raging in the soul’s abyss,
Moments of peace are fleeting, amiss.
Yet in the darkness, a flicker ignites,
A resilient spirit that quietly fights.
The echoes linger in whispered dreams,
Yet hope emerges in golden beams.
For in the shadows, strength is found,
In every heartbeat, life’s profound sound.