In the hush of whispered nights,
Shadows dance with silent grace,
Lives entwined in unseen fights,
Seeking hope in a hidden place.

Beneath the surface, courage blooms,
In hearts that bear the silent scars,
A beacon through the darkest rooms,
Guiding souls like northern stars.

The world may turn a blind eye,
Yet whispers of strength remain,
In every tear, a silent cry,
In every breath, a fight to sustain.

With every dawn, a chance to rise,
To embrace the light, to defy the end,
For in the shadows, hope never dies,
In the silent struggle, we transcend.