In the quiet hours of the night, shadows loom,
Darkness whispers secrets to my soul,
A heart once whole now shattered,
Lost in the echo of love’s cruel toll.

Tears fall like rain on barren ground,
Each drop a memory, a silent scream,
Pain wraps me in its cold embrace,
Drowning in the depths of a broken dream.

Hope, a distant star, fades away,
Leaving me in this endless night,
Depression’s grip tightens its hold,
A battle unseen, out of sight.

Yet, in the darkest depths, a flicker remains,
A spark of light, a chance to mend,
For even in heartbreak’s cruelest reign,
The soul can rise, and wounds can end.