In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly weep,
Lies a heart so heavy, in a sorrow deep.
The stars above seem distant, cold, and far,
As tears trace paths like falling stars.

The moon, a silent witness, to secrets we confide,
Casts its pale glow on the tears we cannot hide.
The gentle breeze carries whispers of despair,
As loneliness lingers in the midnight air.

Memories like echoes, in the hallways of the mind,
Play tunes of melancholy, leaving joy behind.
Each moment a reminder of what once was bright,
Now shrouded in the darkness of a starless night.

Yet in this solitude, a quiet strength is born,
A hope that rises with the coming dawn.
Though sadness holds its reign for a fleeting while,
Tomorrow brings a chance for a hopeful smile.