In the shadows of uncertainty,
Where dreams once clear now blur,
I wander through the silent woods,
Seeking whispers of what was sure.
Paths disappear beneath my feet,
As night falls upon the day,
Stars above seem distant now,
Guiding light has gone astray.
Voices fade into echoes soft,
Memories dance in the mist,
Lost in a sea of forgotten hopes,
Longing for the warmth I miss.
Yet in this solitude, I find a spark,
A quiet strength within the loss,
For in the wandering lies a truth,
That only the brave can cross.