Wandering echoes through the empty halls,
Where scattered moments linger, as the sunlight falls.
In the quiet shadows where memories sway,
A tapestry of shadows woven in silent decay.
The clock keeps ticking, but time slips away,
With fading footsteps teasing the edge of the day.
Fractured silence cradles unspoken fears,
As ghosts of laughter dissolve into tears.
In the fading twilight, I chase the unknown,
Searching for fragments of a heart that feels alone.
Vanishing shapes flicker like fading stars,
Against the backdrop of battles fought in scars.
But through this labyrinth of forgotten realms,
I gather the pieces, reclaiming the helm.
For every lost moment, there's a lesson to glean,
In the chaos of silence, truths are rarely seen.
So I wander these echoes, let the whispers collide,
Embracing the shadows that I used to hide.
With every step forward, I’ll craft my own way,
Turning the remnants of night into the light of day.
No more will I dwell in the corners of dread,
With courage, I rise, leaving the past for the dead.
As dawn breaks the silence, in colors so bold,
I find the strength in the stories untold.
Together with dreams that refuse to depart,
I paint my tomorrow with the brush of my heart.
And though echoes may linger, and moments may fade,
I step into the future, unafraid and unchained.
In the silence that follows, peace starts to bloom,
As I walk through the echoes, I reclaim my room.
With every whisper behind me, I finally see,
The path that was lost led me home, back to me.
Synthwave
Wandering echoes, Scattered moments, Silent decay, Fading footsteps, Fractured silence, Vanishing sh