The night whispers tales of shattered dreams,
Where moonlight dances on broken seams.
In the quiet shadows where sorrow hides,
The heart finds solace in the tides.

Once vibrant hues now fade to grey,
As echoes of laughter drift away.
The soul, a mosaic of fractured light,
Seeks warmth in the depth of night.

In the stillness, a fragile hope is born,
From the ashes of dreams once torn.
The dawn brings whispers of a new song,
A melody where broken can belong.

Yet in every crack, a story unfolds,
Of strength and beauty, silently told.
For even in pieces, a heart can mend,
Finding courage to begin again.