In the realm of shattered dreams, where broken souls reside,
There lies a tapestry of sorrow, woven deep and wide.
A symphony of whispered cries, echoes through the night,
As fragmented hearts, with wounded wings, that yearn for respite.

Each soul a fragile vessel, weathered by life's cruel tides,
Bearing scars unseen by mortal eyes; the pain they can't hide.
They wander through the depths of darkness, seeking solace,
Searching for a glimmer of hope, a chance to embrace.

In this realm of broken pieces, beauty still remains,
For even in the fractures, a mosaic of strength sustains.
Each crack a testament to resilience, to the power within,
An attest to the capacity to heal and begin again.

Some souls may feel irreparable, beyond all repair,
Yet in the brokenness lies the essence, the truth they wear.
For it is through the cracks that light finds a way,
Illuminating the path to redemption, to a brighter day.

With every shattered piece, a story is unfurled,
A testimony to the battles fought, to a wounded world.
But in the breaking, there's a chance to rebuild anew,
To gather the scattered shards, to reclaim what is true.

So let us not fear the broken souls, but embrace their plight,
For within the fragments lies the strength to ignite,
A fire deep within our hearts, a flame to set us free,
To heal the brokenness together, unified, you and me.

© 𝓡.𝓕𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵