In shadows deep where silence weeps,

A heart once bright now quietly keeps,

The echoes of a whispered pain,

A story etched in tears like rain.


Behind closed doors, the laughter fades,

Replaced by fears that never trade,

A fragile soul, a spirit worn,

Innocence lost, a heart forlorn.


The scars that linger, unseen, unspoken,

A fragile trust, forever broken,

Yet in the darkness, a flicker glows,

A seed of strength that gently grows.


For every bruise, a tale of fight,

A journey through the endless night,

With every tear, a lesson learned,

A fire within that fiercely burned.


So rise, dear heart, from ashes cold,

Your story's worth, a truth untold,

In every struggle, find your voice,

In every shadow, make your choice.


For though the past may haunt and bind,

A brighter path is yours to find,

With courage fierce and spirit free,

You’ll weave a tapestry of victory.