In the silence of our shared home,
Echoes of love once loudly spoken,
Now whispers of discord roam,
Hearts and spirits quietly broken.

Through the halls, we walk as shadows,
Avoiding eyes that once did gleam,
Beneath the weight of unspoken sorrows,
Lost in a fractured, silent dream.

Yet in the chaos, a thread remains,
A fragile hope, a desperate plea,
That through the storm and all the pains,
We might reclaim our unity.

For even in the darkest night,
The dawn awaits with gentle light,
And though our bonds are frail and thin,
Together, we can start again.