In the quiet hours of the night, it whispers low,
A shadow in the mind, a silent foe.
With every breath, a challenge to endure,
Yet hope remains, a light so pure.

The body trembles, weary from the fight,
Each dawn a promise of renewed light.
Through valleys deep and mountains steep,
A spirit unbroken, refusing to weep.

In solitude, strength begins to bloom,
Amidst the dark, dispelling gloom.
Resilience grows as time unfolds,
A story of courage that forever holds.

With every tear, a testament to grace,
In illness, finding one’s own pace.
The heart beats on, a song of might,
Facing the dawn, embracing the light.