In the quiet corners of a restless mind,
Sadness weaves its gentle thread,
Whispers echo through the night,
Where dreams and shadows softly tread.

The moonlight dances on tear-streaked cheeks,
As stars hide behind a gloomy veil,
The heart, a solitary wanderer,
In a world where smiles often fail.

A symphony of silent sighs,
Plays on the strings of a weary soul,
Each note a fragment of forgotten joy,
Lost in the echoes of a distant goal.

Yet in the depths of this somber sea,
Hope lingers like a tender breeze,
Promising dawns and brighter days,
When sadness finally finds its peace.