Solitude’s Echo

I long for the closeness that I once had,
There is an emptiness inside that echoes along the walls of my soul.
In the quiet hours, when the world is still,
I feel the weight of this hollow ache.

Memories drift like ghosts in the twilight,
Familiar faces, cherished moments,
Now distant, like stars just out of reach,
Their light a reminder of what once was.

The laughter we shared, the warmth of touch,
All seem to fade into the mist of time,
Leaving behind a void, a silent chasm,
Where once there was love, now there is space.

I walk through the corridors of my heart,
Listening to the echoes, the whispering past,
Each step reverberates with longing,
Each breath a sigh for the closeness I crave.

In this vast emptiness, I search for meaning,
A flicker of hope in the darkness,
A promise that one day, this void will be filled,
That the echoes will transform into a harmonious chorus.

Until then, I wander in this solitude,
Embracing the pain, the emptiness,
Trusting that in the stillness, in the silence,
I will find the strength to heal, to hope, to reconnect again.

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Eclipsed Horizons

In the silence of a starless night,
Beneath the weight of endless fright,
A voice laments in whispered plea:
“Is this how life will always be?”

Shadows dance on walls of pain,
Echoes of loss, a dark refrain.
Each breath a struggle, each step a fight,
In a world where there’s no hope in sight.

Eyes once bright, now dimmed and cold,
Dreams fade to ashes, stories untold.
The future’s shrouded, wrapped in fear,
Tomorrow’s dawn seems never near.

Is this how life will always be,
Bound in chains, never free?
The light has fled, the darkness tight,
With no escape, no hope in sight.

Despair’s cold hand grips the soul,
A bottomless pit, an endless hole.
In the heart where hope once thrived,
The echoes of sadness now reside.

Is this how life will always be,
A ceaseless storm, a raging sea?
No guiding star, no end in sight,
A world consumed by endless night.

Yet in the depths, a flicker remains,
A fragile spark defies the chains.
Though darkness looms and swallows light,
One breath of hope, one final fight.

Is this how life will always be,
Or can we rise, can we see?
In the bleakest hour, hold on tight,
For even in dark, there’s hope in sight.

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