Siege
The night descends like a heavy cloak,
As silence grips where words once spoke.
A shadow lingers at the door,
The heart’s defenses, strained and sore.
The walls are high, but cracks appear,
Under the weight of growing fear.
The siege begins, both slow and deep,
In dreams disturbed, in restless sleep.
No armies march, no weapons gleam,
Yet inside rages a silent scream.
An unseen force, an endless fight,
A battle waged through endless night.
The mind becomes a battleground,
Where hope is lost and fear is found.
Each thought an arrow, sharp and cold,
As courage falters, young and old.
Yet through the dark, a flicker bright,
A spark of strength, a thread of light.
The siege may last, but not forever,
For hearts are bound to rise, not sever.
Through every tear and every blow,
Resilience finds its way to grow.
The soul, though shaken, does not yield,
And finds its freedom on the field.
For though the siege may test the heart,
It cannot tear the soul apart.
And when the dawn breaks, clear and wide,
The walls will fall, and peace abide.
As silence grips where words once spoke.
A shadow lingers at the door,
The heart’s defenses, strained and sore.
The walls are high, but cracks appear,
Under the weight of growing fear.
The siege begins, both slow and deep,
In dreams disturbed, in restless sleep.
No armies march, no weapons gleam,
Yet inside rages a silent scream.
An unseen force, an endless fight,
A battle waged through endless night.
The mind becomes a battleground,
Where hope is lost and fear is found.
Each thought an arrow, sharp and cold,
As courage falters, young and old.
Yet through the dark, a flicker bright,
A spark of strength, a thread of light.
The siege may last, but not forever,
For hearts are bound to rise, not sever.
Through every tear and every blow,
Resilience finds its way to grow.
The soul, though shaken, does not yield,
And finds its freedom on the field.
For though the siege may test the heart,
It cannot tear the soul apart.
And when the dawn breaks, clear and wide,
The walls will fall, and peace abide.
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