In the quiet corners of the mind,
Shadows dance in spectral light,
Voices echo, whispers bind,
A constant battle, day and night.
Mirrors reflect fragmented dreams,
A kaleidoscope of fading hues,
In the labyrinth of silent screams,
The truth obscured by tangled clues.
A world within, both vast and small,
Where reality begins to blur,
In the echo of the silent call,
The heart beats with a timid stir.
Yet hope remains, a guiding star,
Through the maze of thoughts untamed,
For in the soul, no matter how far,
The light of peace can be reclaimed.