In the shadows where dreams once soared,
A broken spirit, weary and floored.
Shattered echoes of laughter now still,
A silent plea in a world so chill.
Like petals fallen from a withered rose,
A broken spirit in the wind that blows.
Once vibrant, now a muted song,
In the heart\'s chamber, something\'s gone wrong.
Torn pages of hopes, scattered and torn,
A spirit wounded, weathered and worn.
Yet within the fragments, resilience lies,
A spark that refuses to close its eyes.
In the crucible of pain, strength takes form,
A broken spirit, weathering the storm.
May healing whispers mend the soul,
And broken spirits find their made whole.
For even in darkness, a flicker remains,
A spirit\'s resilience, breaking through chains.