In a room of shadows, where sorrow resides,
Lies a woman, shattered with pain, she confides.
Her spirit, once vibrant, now battered and worn,
Yet within her, a flame flickers, not torn.

In the silence, she whispers a resolute vow,
To embrace her strength, to face the now.
Bent she may be, but never truly broken,
A voice that persists, unwavering and outspoken.