In the quiet corners of my mind,
Shadows of despair quietly unwind.
The weight of silence, a heavy shroud,
In a world where thoughts are never loud.

I walk through days with a hollow heart,
Searching for light, a fragile start.
The echoes of loneliness, a haunting sound,
In the depths of sorrow, I am bound.

Nights are long and filled with dread,
As I lie awake upon my bed.
The darkness creeps, it knows no end,
In this abyss, I have no friend.

Yet in the gloom, a faint light gleams,
Whispering hopes and broken dreams.
I hold on tight, though frail and thin,
For somewhere, somehow, I’ll rise again.