In the quiet corners of a fractured heart,
Where echoes of love once sang their gentle tune,
Now linger whispers of shadows, torn apart,
In the silent dance beneath the waning moon.

The weight of sorrow drapes like a heavy shroud,
Each breath a reminder of what has been lost,
In the depths of darkness, where dreams disavowed,
Float like fallen leaves, in the winds of frost.

Yet in this realm of endless night and despair,
A flicker of hope, like a distant star, gleams,
Guiding the soul through the storm-laden air,
To find solace in the fragments of dreams.

Though the heart may ache and tears may cascade,
In time, the light will pierce the shadow’s hold,
For even in heartbreak, new paths are made,
And from the ashes, a new story unfolds.