In the shadow of fading dreams,
Where whispers of hope quietly die,
A heart beats in solitude’s realm,
Beneath the vast, unfeeling sky.

The echoes of forgotten laughter,
Haunt the corridors of the mind,
Like ghosts of a cherished past,
In memories, we’re left confined.

Tears fall like autumn leaves,
Each drop a story untold,
Of love lost and moments missed,
In a world grown cold.

Yet within this silent sorrow,
A seed of strength does lie,
For even in the darkest night,
The stars refuse to die.