In the quiet of the night, shadows softly fall,
Whispering secrets of sorrow, echoes in the hall.
Tears trace paths of pain, a silent, mournful call,
Embracing the darkness, where memories enthrall.
The heart, a shattered mirror, reflects the past,
Each piece a fragment of a joy that couldnât last.
Wounds of time, deep and vast,
Healing seems distant, a spell forever cast.
Loneliness wraps its cold, unyielding arms tight,
In the void of silence, there’s no respite.
Dreams fade into the night,
Leaving only the ache of loveâs lost light.
Yet in the depths of sadness, strength is found,
Rising from the ashes, unbound.
Pain may linger, but hope circles around,
For in the darkest nights, resilience is crowned.