In silent rooms where echoes weep,
And shadows dance where dreams once sleep.
A solitary figure, bent and worn,
With heavy heart and spirit torn.
A symphony of tears endlessly cascades,
Through these lonely nights and empty days.
The echoes of a love now so lost,
A heartache's toll, an endless cost.
Oh, how the stars weep in the sky,
As darkness reigns, the tears run dry.
A heart once full, now hollow, and bare,
Lost in the depths of lifetime despair.
Memories like shards of glass,
Cut deep within, the pain that lasts.
Each breath a struggle, each moment cold,
In sorrow's grip, the soul is sold.
