Trauma

In the depths of darkness, where shadows reside,
Lies a tale of anguish, where pain does confide.
A poem of trauma, a story untold,
Where scars run deep, where hearts unfold.

In shattered fragments, memories reside,
Whispering secrets, where hope once died.
A soul once vibrant, now burdened with strife,
Carrying the weight of a tumultuous life.

Like thunderstorms raging, emotions collide,
Leaving behind wounds that cannot hide.
The echoes of trauma, haunting the mind,
Leaving scars unseen, yet impossible to find.

But within this chaos, a strength does arise,
A flicker of resilience, a fire in the eyes.
For trauma, though painful, can shape one's soul,
Transforming the broken into something whole.

Through tears that fall like rain, healing begins,
As courage emerges, and the heart slowly mends.
With each step forward, a battle is fought,
Reclaiming the spirit that trauma once sought.

For in the depths of darkness, where shadows reside,
There lies a strength that cannot be denied.
A poem of trauma, a story of survival,
Where scars become symbols of revival.

So let us remember, as we face our own plight,
That within our trauma, we find our might.
For in the depths of darkness, where shadows reside,
We emerge as warriors, with hearts open wide.