In the silence of the night, whispers linger,
Echoes of paths I did not dare to tread,
Every decision a shadow, a gentle singer,
Reminding me of words I might have said.

Beneath the stars, I trace forgotten dreams,
Wishing I could mend the threads of time,
Yet the river of life flows in silent streams,
Carving memories into the depths of my mind.

Regret, a quiet companion on this journey,
With lessons etched in the heart’s core,
Embracing the past, though it may burn me,
For in each choice, I’ve learned to explore.

Still, hope rises with the dawn’s soft light,
Whispering promises of new tomorrows,
Guiding me forward through the endless night,
Beyond the shadows of past sorrows.