A voice so gentle, soft, and true,
Breathed life where emptiness grew.
Day by day, I fought to stay,
Its echoes lit my hollow way.

Pain, my shadow, lingered near,
A cruel reminder—I’m still here.
Not broken yet, not swept away,
Still moving forward, come what may.

A whisper led my trembling stride,
A hand unseen, yet by my side.
Each time I fell, it pulled me near,
A guiding light through doubt and fear.

Somewhere beyond the distant haze,
A soul remained, unseen, unfazed.
Through silent nights of hidden cries,
His voice became my endless sky.

Within my smiles, his echoes gleam,
A world reborn, a fragile dream.
Though out of sight, he’s always near,
Every breath, every step—sincere.