In shadows deep where silence sleeps, A whispered cry the darkness keeps. In hollow hearts where hope has waned, A tapestry of tears ingrained. The pills that promise quiet rest, Lie heavy on a troubled chest. Bent beneath the weight of sorrow, Yearns not to face another morrow. In the stark embrace of night, Where stars have dimmed and lost their light, A soul awaits its final breath, To dance beyond the veil of death. Yet in the dark, a faintest glow— For even pain has room to grow, A seed where strength and courage blend, To seek the dawn where shadows end.