In the silence of the night, tears fall like rain,
Each droplet a whisper of unspoken pain.
The moonlight casts shadows on a weary heart,
As memories of joy slowly drift apart.

The echoes of laughter now haunt these halls,
Where once love and warmth adorned the walls.
Now cold and empty, this house of despair,
A silent reminder that no one is there.

Dreams once bright now fade to gray,
As hope slips further, day by day.
The weight of sorrow, a heavy shroud,
Envelops the soul like a darkened cloud.

Yet in the darkness, a flicker remains,
A tiny spark that endures the pains.
For even in sadness, there’s strength untold,
In the heart of a soul that’s quietly bold.