In the silence of the night, I hear the whispers,
Echoes of a voice that calls my name in shame,
A reflection stares with eyes that pierce,
The image of a soul that bears the blame.

A shadow follows every step I take,
Reminding me of failures, scars, and fears,
The weight of self-loathing, a burden to shake,
Drowning in the river of uncried tears.

Each flaw, each fault, a mark upon my skin,
A testament to the battles I’ve lost within,
The mirror shows a face I can’t embrace,
A heart that beats with guilt and disgrace.

Will there be a dawn to break this night?
A moment of peace, a glimpse of light?
Or am I bound to live in this endless fight,
Forever haunted by the ghost of my plight?