In the twilight of my thoughts, shadows drift apart,
An echo of a self, lost in the chasmâs heart.
Pieces of my being scattered on the floor,
Seeking solace in fragments, yearning to restore.
In the mirrorâs gaze, a stranger stares back,
Eyes hollow with whispers of a soul turned black.
The world around fades to a muted gray,
As I wander through this dream, night and day.
My mind, a labyrinth, where echoes play,
Ghosts of memories lead me astray.
Detached from reality, I float in space,
Searching for a tether, a familiar face.
In silent reverie, I drift alone,
In the vast expanse, where time is unknown.
A fractured mind, seeking to mend,
Hoping to find the self at journeyâs end.