In the twilight’s glow, my heart starts to moan,
Through the shadows I wander, feeling all alone.
The road is so broken, full of twists and turns,
Yet deep in my spirit, that old fire still burns.
Nights stretch like shadows, they whisper your name,
In the silence I linger, but nothing feels the same.
The stars fade to whispers, their light starts to fall,
Yet somewhere inside me, I still hear the call.
Hope is a ghost that haunts the depths of my mind,
With every step forward, it’s so hard to find.
But I’ll keep on walking, through night’s bitter chill,
Winding paths before me, in the void I feel still.
As dawn breaks the silence, I’ll rise from the ground,
In the heart of the struggle, there’s strength to be found.
Even when the nightfall wraps me in its shroud,
I’ll hold on to hope, I’ll sing out loud.
So here’s to the journey, the pain, and the strife,
With every moan echoes the rhythm of life.
I’ll gather my pieces, though some may be lost,
In the winding of night, we all bear the cost.
And when the day breaks, I’ll stand tall and clear,
For every broken moment, there's nothing to fear.
With the dawn comes promise, I’ll learn to be bold,
In the stories of heartache, new tales will be told.
So I’ll walk through this winding road, that leads me away,
With the light of tomorrow breaking in my stay.
I found hope in the shadows, I found peace in the night,
As the whispers of morning, bring the end to my fight.
Blues
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