In the quiet corners of my soul, shadows dance,
Whispers of sorrow in a solemn trance.
The weight of the world, a heavy shroud,
In the heart of darkness, no voice is loud.

The days blend together, a monochrome haze,
Each moment a struggle, lost in a maze.
The sun may rise, but I see no light,
Trapped in the confines of an endless night.

Hope feels like a distant, fading star,
Out of reach, always too far.
The silence screams, a deafening roar,
In this cage of despair, I seek the shore.

Yet within this abyss, a flicker remains,
A fragile ember amidst the pains.
For even in the depths of sorrow’s sea,
A spark of resilience calls to me.