In shadows cast by the hand of cruelty, A painful story on a canvas of pain. A symphony of silence, heartbeats untamed, As violence weaves a tale, wild and untamed.

A woman's spirit, once a soaring bird, It is now trapped in unheard webs of agony. Bruised petals of courage, strength worn thin, Yet, within the pain, a fire could still burn within. Each blow is a thunderclap, leaving a scar behind, Yet through the torment, a spirit is defined. Her pain etched like verses, a testament strong, A survivor's anthem will be her resilient song.