In the quiet corners of a shadowed room,
Whispers of silence echo in the gloom,
A heart once vibrant, now covered in scars,
Beneath the weight of invisible bars.

The walls bear witness to silent cries,
Hidden beneath the veil of painted lies,
A dance of fear in a fragile embrace,
Where love is twisted, leaving no trace.

Behind closed doors, a storm rages on,
Leaving shattered dreams at the break of dawn,
Yet hope flickers in the darkest night,
A beacon of strength, a silent fight.

Through the cracks, a new dawn will rise,
As courage blooms where despair dies,
For every soul held in a silent plea,
May find the path to finally be free.