In shadows deep, where whispers hide,
The heart bears weight, untold inside.
With every step, the path unknown,
We rise through nights we walk alone.

The winds of change, relentless, cold,
Yet dreams of warmth we tightly hold.
In silent screams, the soul persists,
Against the tide that still resists.

Through storms that rage and skies that weep,
We find our strength in wounds that seep.
For every fall, a lesson learned,
In every scar, a fire burned.

The dawn will break, as all things do,
With light that bathes the world anew.
And though the journey’s long and wide,
In hardship’s arms, we find our guide.