In the hush of night’s embrace, I wander,
Through corridors of time, where dreams squander.
Echoes of choices, linger in the air,
A tapestry woven with threads of despair.

Beneath the moon’s soft glow, paths I retrace,
Moments of silence, where I lost my grace.
The stars bear witness to tears unshed,
In the garden of memories, where regrets tread.

Each dawn brings whispers of what could have been,
A symphony of sighs, where past sins convene.
In the mirror of time, reflections dance,
A haunting waltz of lost circumstance.

Yet in the heart’s quiet, a seed of hope sown,
From lessons of yore, new strength has grown.
Through the shadows, a light begins to gleam,
Forgiveness, the bridge, to a new dream.