When the earth shattered and my heart was left exposed
No one remained— not even God gazing at me
I cried out 'Is there no one here? '
My only reply was the sound of a distant sigh
A friend left, stole my shadow, and vanished
Now grief itself is my only companion
No shoulder to lean on, no comforting voice
I was a stranger— and my nights were left defenseless
Though I burned, I still stood and watched
For even in my fall, my heart found refuge
I rose from the dust, shattered, yet still
Their laughter echoed, carving a hollow inside me
I breathed through the ruins of my pain
But their cold stares salted every old wound
I moved beyond them, relying on myself
This silence, now my strength and my proof
I stood tall from the heart of the night, in their absence
But their cruelty remains— a lasting witness
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