In the quiet corners of my soul,
Where shadows softly creep,
Lies a world of whispered wounds,
In silence, secrets keep.

The echoes of a broken heart,
Resonate in the dark of night,
Silent cries that no one hears,
Lost in the absence of light.

Tears fall like gentle rain,
On fields of forgotten dreams,
Each drop a story of pain,
In solitude, the heart redeems.

Yet in the depths of sorrow’s well,
Hope flickers, a fragile flame,
Reaching for the light above,
To heal, to rise, to reclaim.