In the quiet corners of a lonely heart,
Shadows dance with whispers of the past,
Each memory a tear, a silent part,
Of a story too fragile to last.
Beneath the weight of unspoken fears,
Dreams crumble like dust upon the floor,
As echoes of forgotten years,
Haunt the soul forevermore.
The night embraces with cold arms,
Where hope and despair intertwine,
In a world devoid of gentle charms,
Only the stars dare to shine.
Yet within the sorrow’s tender hold,
Lies a strength, quiet and profound,
For even in the stories untold,
A flicker of light can be found.