In the quiet of the night, shadows fall,
Echoes of pain, a silent, haunting call.
Memories linger, cutting deep and sharp,
Wounds invisible, yet tearing me apart.
Once, love bloomed like a radiant dawn,
Now, itâs a garden where all flowers are gone.
Promises whispered, now lost in the wind,
Leaving behind a heart thatâs pinned.
Tears fall like rain on a desolate shore,
Each drop a reminder of love no more.
The dreams we wove, now tattered and torn,
In the ruins of what was, I am forlorn.
Yet in this hurt, a strength I find,
A resolve to leave the past behind.
Though the scars remain, a testament true,
To the love once felt, and the pain I knew.