When the world has turned its colors dim,
And whispers of silence softly hum,
I find a place where dreams begin
In the stillness of exhaustion’s embrace.

Eyes heavy with the weight of day,
Yet thoughts dance in a weary maze.
The mind seeks rest in gentle sway,
In the stillness of exhaustion’s embrace.

The heart beats slow, a quiet song,
As moments stretch and linger long.
A sigh escapes, both weak and strong,
In the stillness of exhaustion’s embrace.

Here lies a peace both deep and wide,
Where burdens lift and shadows hide.
A tranquil pause where souls reside,
In the stillness of exhaustion’s embrace.