In the shadows of sorrow, I find my way,
Through whispers of memories, night and day,
Each step a struggle, each breath a fight,
As I walk alone in the dimming light.

The echoes of laughter, now silent and still,
Like whispers of wind on a distant hill,
The warmth of your presence, a lingering ghost,
In the heart of the one who loved you the most.

Tears fall like rain, a river of pain,
As I search for solace, though often in vain,
In the quiet moments, I hear your voice,
A haunting reminder of love and choice.

Yet through the darkness, a glimmer of grace,
A reminder of you, in every place,
In the shadows of sorrow, I find my way,
Through the journey of grief, day by day.