In the silence of shadows, I wander alone,
Through the corridors of my mind, a solitary throne.
The echoes of laughter, distant and faint,
A melody of memories, a heart’s silent complaint.

Stars weep softly in the velvet sky,
Their glimmers mere reflections of the tears I cry.
The moon, a pale guardian, watches from above,
Yet even her glow cannot warm the absence of love.

In the hush of night, with whispers so slight,
I listen to the heartbeat of the quiet, a gentle light.
Loneliness, a companion, not by choice but by fate,
In its embrace, I linger, in its shadows, I wait.

Yet in this solitude, a seed of hope grows,
A silent promise that the heart knows.
For in the depths of being alone, I find,
The courage to seek, the strength to bind.