In the silence of the night, I wander,
Through the corridors of my own thoughts,
Where echoes of forgotten dreams linger,
And the stars are the only companions sought.

The moonlight weaves a tapestry of solace,
Cradling the heart in its gentle embrace,
Yet the chill of loneliness whispers softly,
In the spaces where warmth once had its place.

Footsteps fall like whispers on the earth,
Tracing paths of solitude in the sand,
Each step a testament to the quiet strength,
Of a soul that learns to understand.

In the vastness of the universe, I find,
A quiet peace in being alone,
For in the depths of one’s own mind,
A garden of resilience is quietly sown.