In the shadows where the echoes dwell,
Chaos stirs beneath the surface, a silent bell.
Grief coats the corners of a faded mind,
Each memory a puzzle piece, a truth hard to find.
We’re drifting through the fragments of another day,
Where whispers of the past come alive in disarray.
The sweet taste of sorrow, a bittersweet refrain,
Yet we dance on the edge of this beautiful pain.
Illusions flicker under neon skies,
We search for reasons in the lines of our goodbyes.
Every step I take, every glance, a reminder,
Of the love that still lingers, a heartfelt finder.
Through the chaos, I stumble, I stray,
Wandering lost in the beauty of yesterday.
But in the silence, the heart learns to mend,
Finding hope in the chaos, a chance to transcend.
Every tear that falls is a story untold,
We bear the weight of moments, both fragile and bold.
Grief paints the canvas with shadows and light,
As we navigate this maze through the depths of the night.
So here I stand, a traveler unchained,
In the arms of the storm, where all feels estranged.
But I’ll capture the whispers that call from within,
Finding solace in chaos, the strength to begin.
And when the dawn breaks, bringing colors anew,
I’ll embrace the illusion, let the past fall through.
For through wandering hearts, we find our way back,
Transforming our sorrow into the light we now track.
So let the sky breathe, let the shadows align,
In the chaos, there’s beauty, in the pain, we will shine.
As I walk through this world, hand in hand with the rain,
I'll cherish the journey, let love heal the pain.
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grief, illusion, chaos, wandering, pain