In the quiet of the night, shadows fall,
Whispers of a past, memories call.
Tears weave stories untold,
In the depths where loneliness unfolds.
The moon casts its silver light,
On a soul lost in the night.
Dreams fade like morning mist,
In a world where joy is missed.
The winds carry echoes old,
Of promises once bold.
Yet silence reigns profound,
In the emptiness that surrounds.
Hope flickers like a distant star,
A beacon from afar.
But in the heartâs quiet despair,
Only sadness lingers there.