In the shadows, where whispers reside,
Lies a heart, bruised and broken inside.
Through the silence, a cry unheard,
A soul lost, with dreams deferred.

Behind closed doors, where no light gleams,
A battle rages, unseen, it seems.
Words like daggers, actions like chains,
Binding the spirit, causing endless pains.

Eyes that once sparkled with hope and grace,
Now dulled by fear, in a desolate space.
Every moment, a silent scream,
Shattered fragments of a broken dream.

Yet within the darkness, a flicker of light,
A whisper of strength, ready to fight.
For even in the deepest night,
Dawn will come, bringing renewed sight.