In the quiet corners of a shattered dream,
Where shadows linger and memories scream,
Lies the echo of a love once pure,
Now tainted with a pain thatâs hard to endure.
Every tear that falls, a silent plea,
For the solace thatâs lost in the raging sea,
Of emotions that twist and turn so wild,
Leaving the heart broken and beguiled.
The nights grow longer, the days so bleak,
In the chasm of despair, words seem weak,
To mend the wounds that time has carved,
In the soul that now feels so starved.
Yet amidst the sorrow, a flicker of light,
A hope that one day, the heart might
Find the strength to heal and mend,
And let the whispers of love ascend.