In the shadows where the hollow winds call,
I wander through the whispers of it all,
Twisted memories, they linger and haunt,
In the silence, I hear what I can't confront.
Fading footsteps on this broken ground,
Each step forward, another lost sound,
Through this restless storm, I search for a sign,
But the lonely fate feels like a thinning line.
Distant sorrow, like a ghost at my side,
I chase the light but it sinks with my pride,
Clouds take shape, unraveling dreams,
As hope dances softly on fraying seams.
Caught in the riptide of what might have been,
Each echo a tale of love wrapped in sin,
Whispers in twilight, they know my name,
Yet each one feels like a flickering flame.
The path stretches on, but I wear it so thin,
With every pulse, I forget where I've been,
But the heart still beats like a restless drum,
In this silence, I know I've become.
Shattered reflections in a mirror of time,
With every glance, I unravel the rhyme,
Lingering doubts wrapped in fragile air,
Yet through the storm, I find I'm still there.
So I'll gather the pieces, the winds will concede,
From the roots of the past, blooms a stubborn seed,
In the quiet night, I hear the world sigh,
Every twisted echo fades away with goodbye.
At the end of the journey, I find my own way,
As the echoes dissolve with the dawn of the day,
In these twisted echoes, I finally see,
The whispers of yesterday have set me free.
Alternative
Twisted memories, Hollow winds, Fading footsteps, Lonely fate, Distant sorrow, Restless storm, Whisp