In the depths of shadows, where the whispers dwell,
Tremble like the secrets that we’re afraid to tell.
Shattered dreams and echoes linger in the night,
Haunting every heartbeat, breaking all the light.
Memories like phantoms dance beneath the moon,
Every breath a story, singing our old tune.
Fractured hopes entangled, lost among the fear,
With each bitter heartbeat, we can scarcely hear.
Tremble, the wild winds call,
Drawing out the silence where the shadows fall.
Echoes of our laughter, fading into gray,
Digging through the rubble of the words we never say.
In the haze of midnight, we come face to face,
With the ghosts of all our dreams dancing in this space.
Silent prayers unspoken linger in the air,
As we walk this tightrope, climbing through despair.
The whispers start to fade, like dawn breaking through,
Shattered pieces glimmer, catching morning’s hue.
Finding strength in echoes that rise and intertwine,
We’ll piece together fragments, binding heart and mind.
So let the tremors fade, let the shadows part,
With every breath we take, we reclaim our heart.
In the light of understanding, we will find our way,
Leaving all the shattered, broken pieces in yesterday.
As we forge a path anew, hear the echoes sing,
In the depths of shadows, we rise on fragile wings.
No more fears to tether us, we’re learning how to soar,
In the light of our awakening, we are lost—no more.
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Shadows, tremble, shattered, whispers, echoes