In the silence of the night,
Where shadows gently creep,
A heart lays shattered, torn apart,
In sadness, it does weep.

The echoes of a love once bright,
Now fade into the dark,
Leaving scars that time can’t heal,
A soul left with its mark.

Tears fall like the autumn rain,
Each drop a tale of sorrow,
Hopes and dreams now washed away,
No promise for tomorrow.

Yet in the depths of this despair,
A fragile light does gleam,
A whisper of a distant hope,
In sadness, there’s a dream.