In shadows deep where whispers coil, A silent cry, a soul in toil. Beneath the mask, a hidden plea, Despairing heart longs to be free. In night’s embrace, where thoughts entwine, The echoes of what once was fine. A fragile light, that flickers dim, A battle fought on edges grim. Yet gentle hope, a distant star, Whispers softly, “Here you are; Hold to life ‘neath weary skies, For dawn awakens in your eyes.”