In the quiet corners of my mind,
Lurk shadows that refuse to fade,
Their whispers echo through the night,
A haunting dance of dreams betrayed.

The scars of time, unseen yet deep,
Trace paths upon my weary soul,
Where echoes of forgotten cries,
In silent screams exact their toll.

Amidst the whispers, I seek light,
A gentle touch to heal the pain,
Yet shadows cling with stubborn might,
In their embrace, I feel the chain.

But hope, a flicker in the dark,
Promises dawn to end this plight,
For even shadows must depart,
When courage turns to face the night.