In the heart of a broken city, where silence screams,
Shadows dance under a fractured moon’s gleams.
The stars above, a scattering of shattered dreams,
Lost in the chaos of nightmarish streams.

Whispers in the storm, a symphony of dread,
Voices of the fallen, ghosts of the dead.
Amidst the turmoil, where angels once tread,
The fabric of reality, unraveling like thread.

Flames of despair, flicker in the dark,
Burning memories, leaving a lasting mark.
In the chaos, hope seems stark,
As shadows engulf, leaving no spark.

Yet, in the ruins, a faint light remains,
A beacon of resilience, breaking through chains.
Amidst the chaos, courage sustains,
As whispers of hope, echo through the pains.