Whispers Within

It starts as whispers in the wind, A chill beneath the thickest skin. It turns the brave to doubt their path, And cloaks the light in silence vast A shiver crawls along the spine A voice that says, "You won't be fine." It steals the sleep from weary eyes, And paints the truth in clever lies. It builds a cage with unseen bars, And hides the moon behind the stars. No scream escapes its pressing grip Just clenched teeth and trembling lips. It feeds on what we dare not say, It grows in corners swept away, A sudden step, a glance held wrong, Can spark a storm that's fierce and strong. It turns a moment into years, And floods the soul with silent tears. But fear, though fierce, is not a king It flinches at the smallest wing. A spark of will, a single strand, Can scorch away its drifting stand. The heart, though scarred, still dares to rise, And seeks the sun in clouded skies. So hold your ground when echoes call, Though fear may come, it cannot stall. The soul that knows its worth and weight, That leans on love instead of fate. For even in the darkest place, A fearless light can still find space.