In the silence of the night, I lie awake,
Counting the fragments of a heart that breaks.
Shadows whisper tales of dreams once bold,
Now they lie shattered, stories untold.
The stars above seem distant and cold,
Reflecting the emptiness, the stories old.
A soul once bright, now dimmed by sorrow,
Seeking solace in the promise of tomorrow.
Echoes of laughter, now just a ghost,
Memories of love, the thing I miss most.
Every step forward feels like a fight,
Against the darkness that consumes the light.
Yet in the depths of this broken state,
Lies a hope that refuses to abate.
For even in pieces, a heart can mend,
And find the strength to love again.