In the silence of my soul, sorrow dwells as a silent witness. Memories are like dark clouds, hiding the light of day, with one hand, i reach for forgetfulness, while with the other, i fight the pain. Each breath carries the weight of emptiness, each thought a dark song.
My heart is a prisoner in the dungeon of its own emotions, lost in the labyrinth of grief, where there is no exit, no return. The light is distant, like a fading star in the endless night.
And i am just a wanderer in the desert of my thoughts, lost and alone.
Memories of happiness are only scenes from forgotten dreams and the future is blurred, like a horizon swallowed by the fog of the abyss.
Maybe somewhere hope still exists, but i cannot see it, for sorrow has beacome my only companion, my faithful shadow in the dark.
And as tears slide down my cheeks like a river with no end. I feel myself sinking deeper into an ocean of grief without a bottom.
Maybe one day i will find the way out of this labyrinth, but until then. I remain trapped in my own sorrow an unread verse in the book of life.
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