In the stillness of the night, where shadows creep,
Lies a heart burdened with silent weep,
Each tear a tale, each sigh a song,
Of battles fought where pain belongs.

The echoes of past, like ghosts they roam,
In chambers of the heart, they find a home,
Through corridors of time, they softly tread,
In the silence of the soul, their whispers spread.

Beneath the weight of the unspoken grief,
Hope flickers dim, like autumn leaf,
Yet in the depths of despair’s reign,
Resilience rises, a beacon against the pain.

For in suffering, we find our strength’s birth,
A reminder of the beauty in our worth,
Through darkness, we carve a path anew,
In the dance of shadows, we find the truth.