In the quiet of the night, where shadows dance,
Lies the weight of a thousand unspoken words.
Tears gather in the corners of weary eyes,
Silently tracing paths down a forgotten face.

The echoes of laughter linger in empty halls,
Once vibrant, now a distant memory’s song.
The heart, a vessel of unyielding sorrow,
Yearns for a touch, a whisper of solace.

Beneath the moon’s pale, indifferent gaze,
Dreams unravel like threads of a worn tapestry.
The soul wanders through the mist of longing,
Seeking refuge in the embrace of the night.

Yet, within this sea of endless yearning,
Hope flickers like a candle in the storm.
For even in sadness, there lies a gentle promise,
That dawn will break, bringing light anew.