In a world where her heart quietly breaks,
She moves through storms, though everything aches.
A smile she wears, a mask of grace,
While silent tears carve paths on her face.
She gives her all to those in need,
Their fleeting love, their endless greed.
They take her light, then turn away,
Leaving her lost, in shadows to stay.
Her heart, a garden of fragile bloom,
Fights to survive in endless gloom.
She’s felt betrayal, the sting of lies,
Yet she stands, though her spirit cries.
A child within, tender and small,
Still dreams of love, despite it all.
The weight of the world, heavy and cruel,
Yet hope remains, her quiet fuel.
In silence she lives, unseen, unheard,
A life of wounds and unspoken words.
But through her cracks, a light breaks free,
A warrior’s heart, yearning to be.
I see you, love, you’re not alone,
In your depths, a fire has grown.
Though the world may crush and tear apart,
You’ll find me here, within your heart.