In the quiet echoes of the night,
Where whispers of sorrow softly tread,
A heart once vibrant, now dimmed light,
Wanders through the paths of dread.

Memories like shadows dance and play,
In the caverns of a weary mind,
Each step forward feels a world away,
As the soul seeks solace it cannot find.

Tears fall like rain on barren ground,
Nourishing the seeds of silent grief,
In every drop, a story profound,
Of love and loss beyond belief.

Yet hope, a flicker in the dark,
Whispers softly through the pain,
A promise of a brighter spark,
Where joy will bloom once again.