In shadows cast by hopes once bright,
Lies the echo of dreams turned night.
The promises of dawn, so warm,
Now cold as stone, a heart’s forlorn.

Trust woven tight, then torn asunder,
A storm of sorrow, silent thunder.
The whispers of what might have been,
Drift away, like leaves in the wind.

Eyes that sparkled with a future clear,
Now clouded by a single tear.
The path once gilded, now obscured,
By the weight of dreams deferred.

Yet in this quiet, hollow space,
There’s strength to find, a new embrace.
From disappointment’s heavy hand,
We rise anew, and stronger stand.