In the quietest corners of a restless mind,
Where echoes of unspoken words reside,
Pain weaves its tapestry, intricate and unkind,
A silent dance where hidden tears abide.

Beneath the surface, where masks often lie,
The heart whispers tales of battles untold,
A relentless tide, like waves that never die,
In the depths of solitude, stories unfold.

Yet amidst the darkness, a flicker of light,
A gentle reminder of strength within,
Through cracks in the armor, emerges the fight,
Resilience blooms where despair has been.

In the shadows, where pain finds its voice,
A symphony of healing begins to play,
Embracing the journey, making the choice,
To rise from the ashes, to find a new way.