In the stillness of the night, shadows creep,
Whispering tales of sorrow, hearts to weep.
Every beat, a reminder of the pain,
An endless torment in a ceaseless rain.

The moon’s pale light, a witness to my tears,
As memories resurface, fueled by fears.
Each moment, a dagger to my soul,
A silent scream that takes its toll.

The world around, a blur of faded hues,
Where joy once thrived, now only blues.
Time moves on, indifferent and cold,
Leaving behind stories untold.

Yet in the quiet, hope softly speaks,
Promising dawn after the darkest weeks.
Though pain persists, love will mend,
And broken hearts will find their end.