A single tear falls and glistens bright,
A symbol of the sadness, raw and real in sight.
But also of the strength to listen and feel,
And to heal from the pain we once thought unreal.

From the struggles we've withstood,
Beauty can emerge and transform the mud.
A chance for a new day to begin,
And hope and light to enter in.

Our dreams may seem far and distant,
But they're never truly out of existence.
Through the labyrinthine path we tread,
We find the courage to face our fears instead.

Though our journey may feel like the nine rings of hell,
We know deep inside that we'll rise and swell.
Transformed and renewed, we'll embrace the light,
And journey forward with all our might.