In the quiet of the night, shadows weep,
The heart aches where secrets keep,
Silent whispers of wounds unseen,
A soul lost in a painful dream.

Tears fall like raindrops on a stormy sea,
Each one a memory of what used to be,
The past a ghost that haunts the mind,
Leaving scars that are hard to find.

Broken pieces scattered on the floor,
Every fragment tells of something more,
The hurt, the sorrow, the endless pain,
Like a relentless, unyielding chain.

Yet in this darkness, a flicker of light,
A hope that one day, it will be alright,
For even in the deepest night,
The dawn will break, and bring new sight.