In the quiet shadows where whispers reside,
A heart beats softly, longing to hide.
Tears trace paths on a canvas of night,
Where sorrow paints dreams in muted light.

The echoes of laughter now distant and cold,
Memories linger, stories untold.
In the solitude, the soul finds its place,
Embracing the silence, a tender embrace.

Pain, a companion, a shadow that stays,
Wandering through the endless maze.
Yet in this darkness, a glimmer remains,
A fragile hope amid the chains.

In the end, the heart learns to mend,
Finding strength in the path it must wend.
Though sadness lingers, it also gives birth
To resilience, to love, to newfound worth.