In the quiet corners of my mind,
Shadows whisper of the past,
Their silent echoes intertwined,
With memories that ever last.

Nights stretch long, a canvas blank,
With stars that fail to light my way,
In solitude, my heart does sank,
Lost in dreams that fade to gray.

The world outside, a distant hum,
Yet here I stand, alone and still,
No voice to call, no hand to come,
Just the void that I must fill.

Yet in this space, a seed does grow,
Of strength, of hope, of self-surprise,
For loneliness, though filled with woe,
Can lead to where true wisdom lies.