In the echo of silence, where shadows whisper softly,
Lonely winds carry tales of forgotten dreams,
A heart heavy with the weight of unspoken words,
Dwells in the quiet corners of the night.

Tears trace gentle rivers down a weary face,
As stars flicker like distant, fading hopes,
The moon, a silent witness to the sorrow,
Bathes the world in a pale, melancholy glow.

Amidst the darkness, a yearning for solace,
A longing for the dawn to break this somber spell,
Yet time seems to linger in this moment,
Where every second stretches into eternity.

In the depths of this profound solitude,
A faint glimmer of peace begins to rise,
For in sadness lies a certain truth,
A quiet strength to embrace the coming light.