In the stillness of the night, whispers call,
Promises of solace in their gentle thrall,
Yet in the chase of fleeting dreams,
We find ourselves tearing at the seams.
The heart seeks comfort in a hollow embrace,
A dance with shadows, a relentless race,
In the mirrorâs gaze, a strangerâs eyes,
Reflect the echo of whispered lies.
Hope flickers like a distant star,
While the soul battles wounds and scars,
Yet within the darkness, a light persists,
A silent plea that quietly resists.
May the dawn bring strength anew,
To break the chains that bind so true,
For within each heart, a choice remains,
To find the path beyond these chains.