In the quiet corners of my soul,
Lies a heart that’s broken and unwhole.
Shadows dance on shattered dreams,
Whispering tales of silent screams.
Each beat a reminder of the past,
Of love that faded, never to last.
Fragments of hope, scattered and torn,
In the abyss where sorrow is born.
The facade I wear, a mask so bright,
Hides the pain that dwells in night.
Eyes that smile, yet silently plead,
For a balm to soothe the wounds that bleed.
Will there be a dawn to end this plight?
A light to guide through endless night?
Until then, my heart will mourn,
In the shadows where it’s forlorn.