In the silent whispers of the night,
Problems arise, casting shadows bright,
They weave a maze, intricate and vast,
Each step forward, a bridge to the past.

Hearts burdened with questions deep,
Searching for solace, a moment’s sleep,
The mind, a battlefield of thoughts profound,
Seeking peace, where none is found.

Through the storm, we forge ahead,
With dreams and hopes, by courage led,
Each challenge faced, a lesson learned,
In the fires of struggle, our spirits burned.

Yet in the end, as dawn breaks through,
A new perspective, a clearer view,
Problems fade, as strength emerges,
In life’s grand dance, our soul surges.