In the quiet of the night,
Where shadows softly creep,
Lies a heart heavy with plight,
A soul that cannot sleep.

The stars above seem distant,
As tears begin to fall,
Each drop a silent instant,
Of a pain that stands so tall.

Loneliness wraps like a shroud,
Depression’s cold embrace,
Beneath this dark and heavy cloud,
The world feels out of place.

Yet within this silent sorrow,
A glimmer of hope may be,
For in each dawn’s tomorrow,
Lies the chance to be free.