In shadows deep, my heart does weep, A whispered sigh in night's embrace, The weight of silence, shadows keep, A haunting dance I cannot trace. The mirror's gaze, a cruel jest, Reflects a soul, in pieces torn, A tired soul that finds no rest, In darkness where the light's unborn. The scars, unseen yet cut so deep, A testament to battles fought, In emptiness, I often steep, A tapestry of tears are wrought. Oh, gentle dawn, bring healing's touch, Though fractured, I shall rise anew, For in this fall, I learn so much, In search of strength, where skies are blue.