In the silent whispers of the night,
A shadow dances, cold and tight.
It weaves a tale of dreams once bright,
Now lost in darkness, out of sight.
The heart beats slow, a heavy drum,
As echoes of the past become
A haunting song, a siren’s hum,
In the depths, where hope is numb.
Eyes once clear, now clouded, dim,
Chasing illusions on a whim.
The soul yearns for the light to skim
The surface of a world grown grim.
Yet in the shadows, light can shine,
A flicker, a spark, a hope divine.
To break the chains, to redefine
The path to healing, a lifeline.