In the depths of weariness, I find my soul,
Wandering through shadows, seeking to be whole.
The weight of days, a burden on my mind,
In every silent moment, peace is hard to find.

The night embraces, offering its dark embrace,
Yet sleep eludes, a distant, fleeting grace.
The whispers of the wind, a soothing balm,
Yet still, my heart yearns for a deeper calm.

Eyes heavy with the toll of endless strife,
Each breath a testament to the trials of life.
Dreams scattered like leaves in autumn’s fall,
In the stillness, I hear the tired heart’s call.

But hope remains, a flicker in the night,
A promise of dawn, a returning light.
For in the quiet, strength is gently grown,
And from the weary, a new resolve is sown.