In the quiet chambers of my mind,
Echoes of solitude softly creep,
Whispers of shadows, undefined,
In the silent corners, secrets sleep.

A heavy haze blankets the soul,
Veiling the warmth of the sun’s embrace,
Each step forward takes its toll,
In this desolate, lonely space.

Tears like rain on barren ground,
Nurture nothing but silent despair,
In the depths where hope is drowned,
Loneliness lingers in the air.

Yet in the darkness, a fragile light,
Flickers softly, a glimmer of grace,
A gentle reminder through the night,
That even in shadows, we find a trace.