In the quiet of the night, where dreams have fled,
Echoes of pain whisper through the silent air,
Shadows dance on walls, a somber ballet,
Reflecting a heart burdened with despair.

Tears fall like rain, unseen but ever-present,
Each drop a memory of a time once bright,
Now shrouded in the gray of endless sorrow,
Lost in the maze of an unending night.

The weight of the world rests heavy on weary shoulders,
Every step forward feels like sinking deeper,
Into the abyss where hope seems distant,
And the light at the end of the tunnel fades away.

Yet in the depths of this melancholic sea,
A flicker of resilience fights to survive,
For within the heart, though battered and bruised,
Lies a seed of strength, waiting to revive.