In the quiet corners of a troubled soul,
Where shadows dance with whispered despair,
Life’s relentless trials take their toll,
Leaving scars only time dares to repair.

Beneath the surface of a forced smile,
A tempest brews, wild and untamed,
Yet in the chaos, there’s a fragile style,
A silent strength that refuses to be named.

Each tear a testament to battles fought,
In the lonely hours of a sleepless night,
Yet hope remains a flicker, dearly sought,
Guiding the weary heart towards light.

Though pain may linger, ever so near,
There lies a courage, steadfast and true,
To embrace the dawn, to conquer fear,
And find solace in skies of endless blue.