The silent whisper

In the depths of despair, sought solace in vain, In substances fleeting, a peace to attain. I craved for tranquility, a respite from strife, But found only emptiness, a void in my life. Nicotine's grip held me tight, its fumes a disguise, Masking the pain, the turmoil that lies. Alcohol's embrace, a fleeting reprieve, Yet left me with burdens, too heavy to conceive. In the depths of my being, a yearning so deep, For peace everlasting, my soul's solace to keep. I searched high and low, in places afar, But the answer lay not in substances bizarre. Within me resided, a treasure untold, A wellspring of peace, waiting to unfold. I silenced the voices, the doubts that held sway, And opened my heart to the truth of the day. In the stillness of silence, in the depths of my soul, I found the true essence, the peace sought whole. No longer a seeker, but a beacon of light. I radiate harmony, dispelling the night.