In the silent corridors of a fractured home,Whispering shadows of love once known,The laughter faded, now echoes alone,In rooms where warmth has long been overthrown.Once, the walls were painted with dreams bright,Now, they bear the scars of endless night,The bonds that held us, now untied,In a house where peace and joy have died.Children’s eyes, once sparkled with delight,Now clouded with confusion, searching for light,In the silence, they seek a gentle voice,Longing for the comfort of a united choice.Yet in the fragments of this broken space,Hope lingers, weaving through time and place,For though the family’s torn apart,The love remains, in each aching heart.