In the quiet of the night, shadows softly creep,
Whispers of the heart, in silence they weep.
Stars above twinkle with a distant cold glare,
Embracing the soul, in the void of despair.

The moonlight’s gentle touch, a solace so brief,
Yet the heart is heavy, burdened with grief.
A solitary figure, lost in the endless maze,
Wandering alone, in the dim twilight haze.

The world moves on, in a relentless pace,
Faces pass by, each a nameless face.
Seeking connection, in a sea of anonymity,
Yearning for a voice to break the monotony.

Yet in the stillness, a strength is found,
In the echoes of solitude, a silent sound.
A journey within, to places unknown,
Finding peace, in being alone.