In the quiet of a long, empty night,
Shadows dance where dreams used to play.
Loneliness, a silent, haunting sight,
Wraps its arms around the fading day.

The whispers of thoughts echo in the mind,
A gentle reminder of the solitude within.
Each moment stretches, undefined,
As hope flickers, dimmed and thin.

Beneath the weight of an unseen tear,
Depression weaves its somber thread.
In the stillness, fears draw near,
Whispering tales of words unsaid.

Yet in the heart, a spark may ignite,
A quiet courage that softly breathes.
Amidst the shadows, a flicker of light,
A promise of peace that gently weaves.