In shadows deep, where silence weeps,
I stood my ground, through tears and leaps.
A beacon bright, in their darkest night,
I gave my all, my heart took flight.

With open arms, I caught their pain,
A comforting balm in the pouring rain.
When burdens grew heavy, and hope seemed lost,
I bore their weight, no matter the cost.

Yet here I stand, in my own despair,
With a heart so full, but echoes of air.
When my world crumbles, and I need a hand,
I search for solace, but none...