In the quiet whispers of the falling dusk,
Dreams once vivid now fade to gray,
Hopes once bright, now mere shadows,
In the silent corridors of my heart they stay.

Each step taken, a promise broken,
Words unspoken, left to decay,
The weight of disappointment heavy,
On this weary soul, it lays.

The stars above seem dim tonight,
Reflecting the sorrow in my eyes,
A longing for what could have been,
Lost in the realm of endless sighs.

Yet amidst the darkness, a flicker remains,
A fragile ember of resilience and might,
For even in the depths of disappointment,
Hope dares to flicker, against the night.