In shadows deep where echoes weep, A silent heart holds sorrow's keep. Dreams dissolve in tear-streaked night, A soul in fragments, void of light. Alone amid the chaos spun, A battle lost before begun. The fragile mind, a whispered plea, In silent screams longs to be free. Yet in the darkest, hollow space, A flicker finds a tiny trace— A seed of hope, though frail and small, To mend the heart, to rise, to call.