In the quiet hush of a moonless night,
Shadows creep like whispers, stealing light.
Hearts once strong now falter, lost in fright,
As despair weaves tales of endless blight.

Eyes search the void for a glimmer of hope,
But darkness clings, a suffocating rope.
Echoes of laughter now merely grope,
In the cold abyss, where sorrows elope.

Dreams once bright now shatter like glass,
Scattered pieces reflect a painful past.
In the grip of anguish, time moves so fast,
Leaving scars that forever last.

Yet in this gloom, a flicker remains,
A fragile ember amidst the pains.
For even in despair, the heart still reigns,
Seeking light through the darkest chains.