Beneath the weary moonlight’s gaze,
A heart whispers tales of silent pain.
Shadows dance in the quiet haze,
Where dreams once lived, now dust remains.

The echo of laughter, distant and faint,
Fades like a memory drowning in tears.
In the sanctuary where hope grew quaint,
Darkness shelters forgotten fears.

Each step a burden, heavy with grief,
Through the corridors of yesterday’s past.
Searching for solace in moments brief,
Where love’s fleeting light was cast.

Oh, life, a tapestry woven with pain,
Yet in the shadows, strength is born.
In silent tears, a resilient chain,
Binding the heart to face the morn.