In shadows cast by dreams deferred,
A heart once open, now demurred,
The whispers of a silent plea,
Echo through the vacant sea.

A gentle hand once reached for stars,
Now grasps the void of distant scars,
The warmth of hope, a fleeting glow,
Fades with every whispered “no.”

Eyes that sought the light of kin,
Find solace in the dark within,
Yet in this quiet, lonely space,
New paths emerge, a slow embrace.

For in the stillness, strength is sown,
In solitude, the soul has grown,
Though rejection’s chill may sting,
Resilience blooms in the heart of spring.