In the quiet corners of a forgotten heart,
Lies the shadow of dreams once bright,
Promises woven with threads of gold,
Now frayed and lost in the gentle night.

Echoes of hopes once vividly clear,
Drift like autumn leaves in a storm,
Carried away by winds of change,
Leaving only whispers of a warm form.

The stars that once guided my weary path,
Now flicker with a distant, cold light,
As I stand alone in this empty field,
Facing the solitude of a silent night.

Yet in the depths of this quiet despair,
A seed of resilience dares to grow,
For even in shadows, new dreams can bloom,
And find the courage to softly glow.