In the depths of night, where shadows dance,
A silent symphony, a mournful trance,
The weight of darkness, heavy and cold,
Envelops the heart, a story untold.

Whispers of sorrow, echoes of pain,
In the quiet corners, where tears leave a stain,
The mind a labyrinth, lost and confined,
Seeking solace, a peace yet to find.

The stars above, distant and faint,
A reminder of hope, a fleeting saint,
Yet the abyss below, calls with a cry,
A siren’s song, beneath the sky.

Through the murk, a glimmer of light,
Fights the despair, with all its might,
For in the darkness, a truth so deep,
Even in sorrow, the soul does weep.