Beneath the moon’s cold, distant light,
Where shadows dance and sorrows bite,
My heart lies broken, torn apart,
A silent scream within the dark.

The echoes of a love once pure,
Now haunt my soul, a pain unsure,
Each memory a dagger’s thrust,
Turning hope to bitter dust.

The nights are long, the days are gray,
As tears of grief wash dreams away,
A life once bright now cloaked in shade,
In this abyss, my spirit fades.

Yet through the pain, a faintest spark,
A whisper in the endless dark,
That someday joy might find its way,
And chase the shadows far away.