In the shadowed corners of the heart,
Where echoes of silence softly breathe,
The night’s whispers gently start,
Unveiling the pain that lies beneath.

Moonlight dances on tear-streaked faces,
Illuminating the scars left behind,
In the stillness of these lonely spaces,
Grief and sorrow intertwine.

Stars weep silently from afar,
Their light a balm to the weary soul,
Yet the wounds remain, a constant scar,
As time etches its relentless toll.

Yet within this ocean of despair,
A fragile hope begins to bloom,
A reminder that we are not alone there,
Even in the darkness, there’s room.