In the shadows where I linger,
The weight of silence wraps around me tight,
Filling the void with whispered fears,
While echoes of the past invade the night.
Each footstep breaks the quiet,
Melodies of memory flooding my mind,
I chase the fleeting moments,
In reflection, all that I can't find.
The noise of dreams still lingers,
Faded laughter dances on the breeze,
Drowning out the solemn heartbeat,
Of a heart that bends but never flees.
In solitude I weave my stories,
The tapestry of truth, a heavy thread,
Every stitch a frame of choices,
A canvas painted with the words unsaid.
Searching for a light to guide me,
Through corridors of lost and restless time,
In every corner, shadows whisper,
Revealing secrets in a fragile rhyme.
But maybe in the stillness,
In this quiet, where I feel the pull,
I'll find the strength to turn the page,
Embracing silence, finding heart, feeling full.
As dusk turns into dawn’s reflection,
I'll rise above the noise that held me near,
For in the echoes, I discover,
The beauty that resides in every tear.
And as the world begins to shimmer,
With colors bursting through the weight of night,
I’ll walk the path of newfound solace,
Finding peace within the fading light.
Alternative
Weight, solitude, reflection, noise, void