In the quiet corners of a shadowed room,
Where whispers linger, softly they bloom,
The echoes of silence fill the air,
A solitary heart, beyond compare.

Lonely paths wind through the mind,
Searching for solace it cannot find,
A distant star in an endless sky,
Questions linger, without reply.

In the stillness, dreams take flight,
Yet tethered by the weight of night,
A soul adrift on seas unknown,
In solitude, a world its own.

Yet even in this silent sphere,
Hope flickers, ever near,
For though the world feels far away,
The dawn will break, a brand new day.