In the stillness of the night, shadows dance,
Silhouettes of pain in a solemn trance.
Whispers echo through the empty halls,
Where silent suffering quietly calls.

Tears fall like rain on a barren ground,
Each drop a story, lost, unfound.
Hearts heavy with unspoken fears,
Drowned in the sea of forgotten years.

Yet hope flickers, a fragile flame,
In the darkest corners, it calls our name.
Through the cracks, light begins to seep,
Promising dreams in the realm of sleep.

So rise, dear soul, from the depths of despair,
Embrace the dawn with tender care.
For in the journey of sorrow and strife,
Lies the quiet strength that breathes new life.