In the quiet of the night, shadows dance,
Whispers of hurt in a silent trance.
The heart, a vessel of fractured dreams,
Echoes of sorrow in endless streams.

Tears fall like rain on a barren land,
Each drop a testament to pain’s command.
The soul weeps in its silent plight,
Lost in the depths of endless night.

Memories of joy now marred by despair,
The weight of anguish too much to bear.
A lonely journey through the dark,
Searching for solace, a healing spark.

Amidst the turmoil, a glimmer of light,
Hope’s gentle whisper in the still of night.
Through the pain, a strength is found,
In the hurt, a resilience unbound.