In shadows cast, a heart resides, A lonely soul where pain abides. Echoes of laughter long since gone, In solitude, the tears are drawn. The stars above, like distant dreams, Reflect the ache in moonlit streams. A symphony of silence plays, In solitude's unending maze. Yet hope remains, a fragile light, A flicker in the endless night. For even in the darkest hour, A seed of strength begins to flower.
