A Life Reclaimed

Beneath the weight of sorrow’s veil,
A tender soul began to pale.
Through shattered glass and broken dreams,
Life unraveled at its seams.

The child, once bright, with laughter's glow,
Learned early what it means to know
That love can wane, that bonds can break,
That silence deepens every ache.

The bathtub’s echo, water’s cry,
The distant thunder of goodbye.
A mother’s grief, a father’s fall,
A girl who bore the weight of all.

Through lonely halls of youthful pain,
She danced her steps in hope’s refrain.
Each plié, a whispered plea,
“Let this be my sanctuary.”

But darkness came with stealthy tread,
A shadow cast where trust had bled.
The secret, buried deep within,
Became the scar she wore on skin.

She sought escape in liquid fire,
In fleeting thrills, in false desire.
But when the edge grew razor-thin,
A voice arose from deep within:

“Hold on, though fragile be your thread,
There’s light beyond this shadowed dread.”
And so, a cry for help took flight,
A trembling step toward the light.

Through sterile halls and watchful eyes,
She faced the truths she’d long denied.
The walls spoke soft of grief and care,
A space where healing pierced despair.

Each tear she shed, a seed was sown,
Each word, a path to the unknown.
Among the broken, she could see,
The strength to claim her destiny.

Now, where once a tempest roared,
A quiet calm has been restored.
Her scars, though deep, are now a map,
To guide her through the world’s mishap.

Oh, tender heart that dared to heal,
Through every ache, through every reel.
Your song resounds, a melody,
Of hope, of love, of being free.

Let this elegy bear your name,
A testament to what became
Of a soul that dared to rise and stand,
To live, to heal, to understand.