In the quiet corridors of forgotten dreams,
Where echoes of laughter once brightly gleamed,
Now shadows linger, soft and unkind,
Stealing moments from a wandering mind.

Threads of time unravel, slipping away,
In a tapestry woven with threads of gray,
Faces once known now drift afar,
Lost in the twilight where memories are.

Words fall silent, unspoken fears,
As the past dissolves into gentle tears,
Yet in the heart, a tender light,
Holds fragments of love through the night.

Though the path is veiled and the journey long,
In the silence, a resilient song,
For within the soul, a spark remains,
Guiding the heart through life’s gentle refrains.