The Silence of Thoughts

In the womb of the night, where no one looks, silent demons live, who know every fragility.They approach slowly, write doubts on us, and transform thoughts into endless hurricanes.They convince you that the world doesn't hear you, that your step leaves no trace,and that your pain is a labyrinth with no exit.They are masters of deception, and they speak with the voice of your fears.But their strength is made of shadow, and the shadow only exists when something shines.There is always a light invisible to their eyes, a small but indestructible flame that continues to beat under every rubble.And when you think you are unattainable, a presence brings you closer... a friend, a voice, a hand.Someone who reminds you of what demons fear: The truth that you are not alone, and never have been.Because the abysses that seem infinite are distinguished by the first ray of reality,every time someone calls your name, the darkness retreats, and you rise again.