In the quiet corners where shadows cling,
A heart whispers softly, a sorrowful song,
The weight of silence, a heavy ring,
In the depths where echoes long belong.

A world painted in muted grays,
Where colors fade like distant dreams,
The sun hides behind the misty haze,
And hope slips through the smallest seams.

In the solitude, a fragile breath,
Wanders lost in a maze of fears,
Each step echoes the dance of death,
As the soul drowns in uncried tears.

Yet somewhere beyond the darkened veil,
A flicker of light dares softly gleam,
A whisper, a promise in the gale,
To wake the soul from this endless dream.