In a labyrinth of fading thoughts,
Where once were vibrant, now are naught.
Shadows dance in twilight’s gleam,
Whispering echoes of a forgotten dream.
Memories drift like autumn leaves,
Carried by winds of time that weave.
Faces blur in the misty air,
Lost in a world thatâs unaware.
Gentle hands guide through the haze,
Searching for light in the maze.
Voices softly call her name,
Yet silence answers, just the same.
In the quiet, she finds her place,
A tranquil smile upon her face.
Though time has taken what was dear,
In her heart, they still appear.