In the quiet depths of night, a whisper calls,
Through the aching corridors of the heart,
Echoing softly against the walls,
Where shadows and light dare to part.

A lonely tear traces the path of grief,
Across landscapes barren and wide,
Searching for solace, seeking relief,
In the tides where hope and despair collide.

The silent screams of unspoken dreams,
Reside in the corners of a weary soul,
Where time lingers and slowly redeems,
The fragments that pain has quietly stole.

Yet, in the shadows, a flicker ignites,
A gentle reminder of courage and grace,
Through the darkest of nights, a spirit takes flight,
Finding strength in the scars we embrace.