In the shadows where the silence dwells,
A heart echoes with unspoken cries,
Beneath the weight of unseen spells,
Lost in the depths where hope slowly dies.

The moon hides behind a shroud of gray,
Casting shadows on dreams once bright,
Each star a tear in the vast array,
As despair unfolds in the quiet night.

Across the horizon where the sun once shone,
Darkness weaves its somber tune,
The wind carries a forlorn moan,
A symphony beneath the pale moon.

Yet in this gloom where sorrow sees,
The soul finds strength in whispered prayer,
For even in the darkest seas,
Hope can rise from the depths of despair.