In the stillness of the night, it whispers low,
Shadows of anguish where the heart does go.
A silent tear, a muted cry,
Beneath the moonlit sky, the pain does lie.
Every breath, a burdened sigh,
The weight of sorrow, it can’t deny.
Through the cracks of a shattered soul,
The echoes of pain take their toll.
Memories like blades, they cut so deep,
In the silence, they softly weep.
Lost in the labyrinth of despair,
Seeking solace, yet finding it rare.
Yet in the darkness, a flicker of light,
A hope that whispers in the night.
Through the pain, the heart will mend,
And find the strength to rise again.