In the shadows of my mind, I wander,
Through silent halls where echoes reside,
A world apart, where dreams meander,
Beneath the stars, where hopes confide.

The night embraces with a gentle whisper,
A lullaby of solitude, so deep,
In the stillness, my heart’s a listener,
To the silent symphony, I keep.

Each breath a testament to isolation,
A dance with shadows, soft and slow,
In the quiet, there’s a revelation,
Of the loneliness that I know.

Yet in this space, a spark ignites,
A flicker of hope in the dark,
For in the night, the soul takes flight,
And loneliness becomes an art.