In the quiet shadows of a weary soul,
Where whispers of sorrow softly tread,
Lies a story untold, a heart unwhole,
Drenched in the tears of words unsaid.

Beneath the weight of a thousand sighs,
Hidden in the folds of memories past,
A silent echo of forgotten goodbyes,
Carves its mark, forever to last.

The night embraces with its cold arms,
Cradling the pain that refuses to fade,
As dreams are lost in fleeting charms,
Leaving the soul in darkness swayed.

Yet through the storm of endless night,
A glimmer of dawn begins to rise,
Promising solace in the morning light,
And healing beneath the vast, open skies.