In the quiet of the night, I hear your voice,
Whispering through the shadows, a haunting choice.
Every word a dagger, every tear a scream,
Lost in the echoes of a broken dream.

The pain is a ghost, it lingers and stays,
In the corners of my mind, it weaves its maze.
Memories of you, a relentless tide,
Pulling me under, where sorrows reside.

Each dawn brings a hope that’s quickly betrayed,
By the cruel light of day, where shadows invade.
The smile on my face, a fragile disguise,
Masking the anguish that lies in my eyes.

I walk this path, a solitary road,
Bearing the weight of a heavy load.
Yet, in the silence, I find my strength,
To face the sorrow, to go the length.