In the silent echoes of a forgotten dream,
Where the night holds its breath, unseen,
A heart whispers tales of love once bright,
Now lost in the depths of an endless night.

Through the shattered glass of yesterday’s light,
Memories dance in the cold moon’s sight,
Each fragment a story of hope now gone,
Leaving shadows where love had shone.

The weight of sorrow, heavy and deep,
In silent chambers where secrets sleep,
A heart once whole, now tattered and torn,
In the quiet, it mourns what was born.

Yet in the darkness, a flicker remains,
A spark of hope beneath the chains,
For even in the deepest night,
A new dawn waits to bring its light.