I once believed that God gave light,
But now I see we walked into night.
Or was it He who dimmed our way?
If God is real… then why this gray?
No joy, no peace, just silent cries,
As hope dissolves before our eyes.
Are we born only to break and bend?
Is suffering our destined end?
She once found glow in her mother's smile,
A warmth that stayed for just a while.
But now that smile has ceased to shine,
And so, her light no longer climbs.
She hoped strong arms would guard her soul,
But silence echoed in every role.
The glow she wore, once soft and bright,
Now swallowed whole by endless night.
Surrounded by the dark she stands,
With trembling heart and empty hands.
No shield, no voice, no guiding spark
Just her and shadows, deep and dark.
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