In the quiet corners of the mind,
Shadows whisper tales untold,
Where battles rage in silent cries,
And warriors brave the storm alone.

Beneath the surface, pain resides,
A hidden realm of fear and doubt,
Yet in the heart, a spark ignites,
A beacon in the darkest night.

Through the valleys of despair,
Hope emerges, faint but true,
With every step, the path unfolds,
A journey towards the morning dew.

Embrace the scars, the stories they tell,
For in the struggle, strength is found,
In the dance of light and dark,
Resilience blooms, unbound.