Beneath the Shadows, Beyond the Light

In shadows cast by flickering light,

A boy with eyes dim, lost in the night.

In the corners of a house, echoes of pain,

A struggle unfolds, a heart's silent strain.

A child of innocence, marked by despair,

Invisible wounds, too heavy to bear.

The walls witness whispers, a broken symphony,

Of a boy seeking solace, a plea for amnesty.

Behind closed doors, a tempest rages,

A tempest of anger, relentless pages.

His parents, once pillars, now crumble like dust,

Leaving the boy to fend, his spirit to trust.

Harsh words like arrows pierce his tender soul,

A battlefield at home, where shadows take their toll.

His laughter silenced, a melody erased,

In the gallery of silence, his pain is encased.

Bruises hidden beneath sleeves and lies,

A cloak of deception veils tear-stained eyes.

Yet, he stands resilient, against the storm,

A fragile vessel in a world deform.

His heartache grows, a thorny vine,

Twisting through his days, a tale malign.

Each moment unfolds, a chapter of strife,

An unspoken narrative of a fractured life.

In the hush of the night, he dreams of flight,

To escape the chains, find solace in the light.

But the weight on his shoulders, a burden profound,

Keeps him tethered to shadows that tightly surround.

Loneliness echoes in the halls he roams,

In the tapestry of torment, he feels alone.

Yet, within his gaze, a flicker remains,

A dim spark of hope that endures the pains.

The crescendo of despair, a haunting tune,

Plays in the backdrop of his tormented moon.

Yet, beyond his eyes, beneath the surface so deep,

There lies a glimmer, a promise to keep.

In the darkest hour, when all seems lost,

He discovers strength, pays the cost.

For beyond the shadows, a new dawn ignites,

Guided by resilience, he takes his flight.

His story unfolds, a phoenix in the night,

Rising from ashes, embracing the light.

The boy who once struggled, defeated by pain,

Now emerges victorious, free from the chain.