In the quiet corners where shadows dwell,
A silent cry echoes, a story to tell.
The weight of whispers, a heavy shroud,
In the heart of silence, violence is loud.

A shattered mirror reflects the pain,
Fragments of dreams, a scarlet stain.
In the dance of chaos, innocence falls,
Behind closed doors, where no one calls.

The storm within, a relentless tide,
Breaking the walls where secrets hide.
A world unseen beneath a gentle guise,
Where hope flickers but never dies.

Yet in the darkness, a light remains,
A whisper of strength amidst the chains.
For every shadow, a dawn will rise,
A world reborn when silence defies.