In the quiet hours of a moonless night,
When dreams dissolve into the abyss,
The weight of the world presses tight,
And hope becomes a fleeting kiss.

The stars that once shone so bright,
Are now mere glimmers in the void,
The fight within, no longer alight,
As strength and courage are destroyed.

Hands that reached for the sky,
Now rest upon the ground,
The heart no longer dares to try,
Silence is the only sound.

In giving up, there is no shame,
For even the strongest yield,
Sometimes peace lies within the flame,
Of battles lost and wounds unhealed.