In the still of the night, where shadows creep,
A heart full of sorrow, the secrets I keep.
The graveled path echoes, a moan in the air,
Each step that I take leads me deeper in despair.
Moonlight’s a witness, to the pain that I feel,
Whispers of heartache, they cut like a seal.
With every soft echo, the memories climb,
Haunting these moments, stealing my time.
I walk with the shadows, they dance on my feet,
The ghosts of my past hold me down in defeat.
But I carry this burden, a weight on my soul,
Searching for comfort, yearning for whole.
The tears fall like raindrops, my voice low and tired,
A song of remembrance, a dream long expired.
But beneath the dark blanket, a flicker remains,
A spark of resilience, igniting the flames.
So I'll sing to the midnight, let the sorrow unwind,
With every gravel'd whisper, I’ll loosen my mind.
For even in shadow, there’s a light that can shine,
I'll rise from the ashes, this heart will be mine.
With every sweet heartbeat, I’ll dance through the pain,
Transforming the darkness, like flowers in rain.
And though night may hold me, it's not where I'll stay,
I'll find my own rhythm, and learn how to play.
In the depths of my sorrow, I’ll find my own song,
Embracing the shadows, where I truly belong.
So fear not the midnight, nor the moans of the past,
For behind every sorrow, a new dawn is cast.
Blues
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