In the quiet corners of a broken soul,
Where whispers of sorrow softly tread,
Lies the echo of dreams left untold,
And the weight of words left unsaid.

The night embraces with its chilling arms,
As silence speaks the loudest pain,
Every tear becomes a gentle charm,
In the endless dance of loss and gain.

Beneath the mask of a fragile smile,
Lies the storm of a hidden despair,
Each moment stretches into miles,
As hope becomes a fleeting prayer.

Yet in the depths of the darkest night,
A flicker of light begins to rise,
For even in sorrow’s endless fight,
Resilience finds a way to the skies.