In the quiet of the moonlit night,
Shadows play and whispers take flight.
A heart beats alone, a solitary sound,
Lost in the silence, where no one is found.

The stars above, so distant and cold,
Reflect a story, long and old.
Dreams once shared, now drift apart,
As loneliness weaves into the heart.

The wind whispers tales of yesteryears,
Echoes of laughter now turned to tears.
In the stillness, a soul seeks light,
Struggling against the endless night.

Yet within this solitude, strength is grown,
A resilience born of being alone.
For in the depths of one’s own space,
A new dawn emerges, filled with grace.