In the depths of darkness, he feels alone
Missing his purpose, his heart a stone
In the night sky, he searches for a sign
Sorrow weighs heavy, like a burden divine
Spiraling down, lost in his own abyss
Yearning for a glimmer of hope, a moment of bliss
Overwhelmed by the weight of his despair
Unsure if anyone truly cares
Loneliness consumes him, a constant ache
Numbness sets in, his emotions fake
Arms stretched out, he calls out in the dark
Restless heart seeking a spark
Kneeling down, he whispers to the moon
Intertwining fingers, he feels less marooned
Nurtured by the lunar light, he begins to see
Dawn breaking forth, the start of a jubilee
Reborn in hope, he stands once more
Eyes shining with a new fervor
newly strengthened, he faces the night
Driven by the knowledge that all will be right.
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