In the quiet of the night, shadows lean
Heavy are the dreams that never seem
To lift the burden, to ease the strain
Of the ceaseless, unrelenting pain.

Like a mountain, it presses down
Crushing hopes with its silent frown
Each breath a struggle, each step a fight
In the endless, sleepless twilight.

The heart beats heavy, a drum of dread
Echoes of fears, of words unsaid
Trapped in the confines of a mind so tight
Seeking solace in the dead of night.

Yet in the darkest hours, a whisper grows
A promise of dawn that softly glows
With the strength to rise, to stand once more
To break free from the pressure’s core.