In shadows deep where broken spirits dwell,

The poison lingers heavy in the air;

With every breath, a mournful tale to tell,

Lungs weary from the weight of dark despair.

wind speaks of dreams long lost,

Yet hope still flickers like a candle's flame;

Through shattered silence, at what cost?

We rise anew amidst our grief and shame.

Each inhalation stitched with fear and pain,

Yet strength is found within this bitter plight;

From ashes born we’ll dance through acid rain,

Emerging fierce into the dawning light.

So let our voices break this haunting chain—

In brokenness we find our strength again.