In the quiet of the night, pain whispers,
Shadows dance upon the walls, relentless,
Every tear a story of sorrow, unspoken,
Hearts bear the weight of unseen burdens.

The world spins, indifferent to our cries,
Each breath a reminder of our fragility,
In the depths of despair, we seek solace,
Yet find only echoes of our silent pleas.

Wounds unseen, deeper than the ocean’s abyss,
Time, the cruel healer, moves at its own pace,
Scars etched in the soul, a testament of endurance,
We carry on, for hope is our only grace.

Through the haze of grief, we find our strength,
In the darkness, a flicker of light persists,
Pain and suffering, our uninvited companions,
Yet in their wake, we emerge, resilient.