In the quiet shadows, where words gently fall,Echoes of hurt linger, though invisible to all.The eyes may not see, but the soul feels the weight,Of whispers that wound, and love turned to hate.Every word a weapon, every silence a chain,In a world of confusion, where love becomes pain.The heart beats quieter, under the heavy load,Of promises shattered, and stories untold.Yet in the darkness, a flicker of light,A hope for the broken, a chance to fight.For healing begins when truth is set free,And the soul can soar, unbound and at peace.So rise from the ashes, let your spirit be heard,Break the silence that binds, with each courageous word.For in the dawn of truth, the heart finds release,And the echoes of pain transform into peace.