In the hollow chambers of my soul,
A quiet whisper calls my name.
Shadows dance where light once gleamed,
And all that’s left is endless night.

The stars above seem distant now,
Their twinkles fading with my dreams.
Emptiness wraps its cold embrace,
A silent symphony of despair.

I wander through this vacant land,
Where echoes of the past reside.
Memories, like fragments, fall and fade,
Leaving voids too vast to fill.

And yet, within this darkened place,
A seed of hope begins to sprout.
For even in the depths of night,
The dawn will come and light the way.