In the silent echoes of a restless night,
Where dreams once danced with vibrant light,
Now linger whispers of quiet despair,
As hope retreats into the thinning air.

The weight of time bears heavy on the soul,
Promises once bright, now stories untold,
In the mirror’s glare, reflections wane,
Yielding to shadows, embracing the pain.

Beneath the stars, a heart learns to yield,
To the gentle call of an untamed field,
Where surrender weaves its tender embrace,
In the solitude of a forgotten place.

Yet in giving up, a solace is found,
In the quiet acceptance, unbound,
For sometimes, in the letting go,
A deeper peace begins to grow.