Where they falter, where they stray,
Is in the silence of their fray.
Through deep shadows, they tread alone,
Afraid their cracks might yet be shown.
Their precious depths, their fragile light,
They shield from day, they hide from night.
For in those breaks, their worth resides,
A treasure bound by fear, it hides.
But oh, to speak, to share the pain,
Might mend the soul, might break the chain.
Yet still they choose the quiet sea,
Afraid their truth might set them free.
