When the night is silent and the stars refuse to shine,
My heart whispers tales of sorrow, entwined.
Shattered dreams lie scattered on the floor,
Each piece a memory, a wound thatâs sore.
The echoes of laughter now haunt my mind,
In the hollow silence, solace I cannot find.
Tears trace paths down a weary face,
In this broken state, strength seems out of place.
The world around me moves in blurred haste,
While I stay frozen, trapped in my own waste.
Love once vibrant, now turned to dust,
In this dark void, I seek to trust.
Yet in this brokenness, a flicker of light,
A whisper of hope in the darkest night.
For in the fragments, a new dawn may rise,
From the ashes, a phoenix flies.