In the quiet of the night, shadows creep, Echoes of doubts into my soul seep. A tempest within, a storm…
In the mirror, I gaze, in a dreamy haze, Seeking the truth in the misty maze. My heart whispers tales…
In the mirror, I see a face A soul that’s yearning for its place Within the chaos, within the storm…
In the quiet of the morning, I find my peace, A gentle whisper, a soft release. The world may turn,…
In the quiet of the night, I find A mirror to my inner mind. The whispers of my soul unwind,…
In the stillness of the night, silence speaks, A gentle whisper, where no words reside, Beneath the moon’s soft, luminescent…
In the quiet moments of solitude, I peel back the layers of my being, Seeking the core, the true self…
In the stillness of the evening, I find myself, Reflecting on the whispers of my soul. The mirror of the…
Beneath the surface of the smiles we wear, Lies a world of whispers, a realm of despair. Shadows dance in…
In the quiet of the morning light, When the world is still and dreams take flight, I find a peace…