In the quiet corners of the mind, whispers roam,
Where shadows linger, casting doubt and fear,
A heart once vibrant, now seeks a gentle home,
Amidst the chaos, a silent plea to hear.

Through tangled thoughts, a fragile hope ignites,
A flicker in the vastness of the dark,
With courage born from countless sleepless nights,
The soul begins to mend its deepest mark.

Amid the storms, a gentle voice emerges,
A melody of strength and healing grace,
Each step forward, the weight of pain diverges,
Revealing light in every sacred space.

In unity with self, the soul finds peace,
Embracing flaws and scars as part of whole,
The journey, though it never seems to cease,
Brings solace to the weary, wandering soul.