In the quiet of the night, it awakens,
A heavy mist that clings to the heart,
Whispers of past failures and broken promises,
A relentless echo that refuses to part.

It hides behind smiles and laughter,
A shadow lurking in the depths unseen,
Reminding us of every misstep and falter,
Turning memories into a haunting scene.

We wear it like an invisible cloak,
A burden that grows with every sigh,
It bends our spirits and dims our hopes,
Leaving us to wonder and question why.

Yet in the dawn, there’s a fragile light,
A chance for redemption, a path to reclaim,
To cast off the weight and take flight,
To rise above the crippling shame.