In the quiet corners of my fractured heart,
Echoes of dreams once vivid now fade,
Shadows dance where light used to linger,
A hollow symphony in the nightâs serenade.
Each breath a reminder of what was lost,
Memories like broken glass on the floor,
Reflections of love in pieces scattered,
A mosaic of sorrow behind every door.
Yet in the ruins, a whisper persists,
A song of resilience softly unfolds,
From the depths of despair, hope emerges,
Painting new stories on the soulâs canvas bold.
Through the fractures, light finds its way,
Healing the wounds with gentle grace,
Embracing the broken, transforming the pain,
Into a tapestry of strength, a new embrace.