In the shadows of a twilight dream,
Where whispers fade and silence screams,
I wander through the endless night,
A soul adrift, devoid of light.

The stars above, they seem so far,
Like distant echoes of who we are,
I reach for them with trembling hands,
But grasping emptiness, it stands.

The moon, a ghostly, pallid face,
Watches me in this lonely space,
Its silver beams, a cold embrace,
In this vast void, I find no trace.

Of warmth or love, or kindred heart,
Just endless wandering, worlds apart,
In this abyss, where shadows dance,
I feel alone, no second chance.