In the quiet corners of my mind, shadows dance,
Whispering tales of fears that deeply lance.
Mirrors reflect more than just my face,
They show the cracks I struggle to embrace.

Each step forward feels like sinking in sand,
A battle fought with an unseen hand.
Words unspoken, dreams left behind,
Insecurities bind, confine, and grind.

Night falls, and the darkness grows,
Feeding on the fears that no one knows.
Heartbeats echo in a silent room,
As hopes and dreams face their doom.

Yet in the dawn, a spark ignites,
A fragile strength amidst the plights.
For in the depths of doubt and fear,
Resilience whispers, “I am here.”