In the quiet of the night, when shadows grow tall,
We face the battles within, where echoes call.
The heart feels heavy, yet courage never fades,
For in the darkest hours, our resolve is made.

Each step we take, though weary and slow,
Carries the weight of dreams we sow.
The road is rugged, the journey long,
But in our hearts, we find a song.

Through tears and trials, strength is born,
From the ashes of despair, we are reborn.
With every challenge, we gain the might,
To rise again, to fight the fight.

So let the storms rage, and the winds blow,
For in the struggle, our true selves show.
With hope as our guide, we face the strife,
Finding beauty and grace in the dance of life.