In the silence of my soul, shadows dance,
An empty heart, void of chance.
Whispers of a past that never was,
Like a forgotten dream, lost in the buzz.

The hollow wind through hollow bones,
A solitary figure among silent stones.
Yearning for a spark in the dark,
Yet only finding a void so stark.

The days blend into nights unseen,
A canvas blank, with no serene.
Searching for meaning in the abyss,
But only the echoes answer, no bliss.

In the quiet, I find my fears,
An endless void, no joy, just tears.
A heart that once beat with fervent fire,
Now a hollow shell, lost in the mire.