In the quiet of the night, hope seems so far,
The stars above, mere pinpricks in the dark,
Echoes of dreams that once brightly sparked,
Now fade away, like whispers in a jar.

The weight of silence, heavy on my chest,
A thousand fears, unspoken, yet so near,
Heartbeats falter, burdened by the fear,
In this abyss, I find no place to rest.

The dawn appears, but brings no light to see,
Just shadows cast, and memories that sting,
Each step I take, like walking without wings,
Bound to the earth, longing to be free.

Yet in this gloom, a flicker still remains,
A fragile flame, a whisper of a song,
Though hope is lost, and the nights are long,
I’ll breathe and wait, till light breaks through these chains.