In the quiet corners of a storm-tossed heart,
Lies a story whispered, never to depart.
Words like daggers, looks that sting the skin,
In this silent tempest, where does freedom begin?

The walls echo with promises turned to dust,
Love’s gentle touch replaced by broken trust.
A dance of shadows in the dimming light,
Where hope battles against eternal night.

Yet amidst the chaos, a spark dares to glow,
A silent cry for courage, a will to grow.
To break the chains, to find a voice anew,
To step beyond the fear, to skies of blue.

For every tear that falls, a seed of strength is sown,
In the garden of resilience, where love is overthrown.
The journey to freedom starts with a single breath,
Escaping the shadows, embracing life’s depth.