In the crucible of life, where shadows dance,
A tale unfolds of strength, of second chance.
In the hearts of women, where dragons reside,
A story untold, in the depths they confide.
Bearing scars unseen, etched in the soul,
Warriors emerge, making brokenness whole.
Through the tempest of trauma, they find their flight,
Silent battles waged in the stillness of night.
A dragon's soul within, fierce and bold,
Yet fragile whispers of stories untold.
In the labyrinth of pain, where echoes linger,
They navigate darkness with fingers that quiver.
With every step, a phoenix may rise,
From the ashes of torment, they reach the skies.
Mental storms may rage, thunderous and loud,
Yet within their essence, a strength unbowed.
Each tear a testament to battles fought,
Silent screams in the echoes of thought.
But in the depths of despair, a fire stirs,
A dragon's soul awakening, as courage recurs.
Through valleys of sorrow and peaks of despair,
They carry the weight, yet refuse to wear
The mantle of victim, for within their core,
A resilience glows, an unquenchable roar.
In the tapestry of scars, a story unfolds,
A saga of triumph, as their spirit molds.
For women with dragons' souls, fierce and wild,
Navigate storms with the heart of a child.
In the canvas of darkness, they paint their own light,
Illuminate shadows with internal might.
For within their being, resilience takes its toll,
And the world witnesses a woman with a dragon's soul.