In the stillness of the night, shadows fall,
Whispering tales of sorrow’s endless call.
The moon, a silent witness in the sky,
Reflects the tears that from my heart do fly.

The weight of memories, a heavy shroud,
Cloaks my soul in a somber, suffocating cloud.
Each breath a struggle, each step a fight,
As I wander through this endless night.

Echoes of laughter, now a distant sound,
In the chambers of my heart, they’re tightly bound.
The joy once felt now a fading dream,
Lost in the currents of life’s relentless stream.

Yet in the depths of this sorrow’s embrace,
A flicker of hope, a gentle grace.
For even in sadness, there’s a light,
Guiding me through the darkest night.