In the shadows where dreams fade,
A gentle whisper calls my name,
Tired footsteps mark the path,
Of hopes once bright, now dimmed by time.

The echoes of a silent plea,
Drift upon the winds of doubt,
Tangled in the threads of fear,
Where courage wanes and tears abound.

Yet in this quiet surrender,
A peace begins to unfold,
Wrapped in the arms of acceptance,
A soft embrace to weary souls.

Letting go of battles lost,
Finding strength in stillness found,
For even in the act of giving up,
A new beginning waits to bloom.