In silence, the heart feels the pain,
Thoughts overflow, drowning the mind.
Questions arise with no answers in sight,
Tears fall endlessly, unseen,
Until the eyes can no longer hold them.
Did it have to be this way?
The candle flickers, its light grows dim,
Dreams dissolve like mist at dawn.
Hope, once a guiding star,
Drifts away, lost—never to return.
All that remains are worries,
Whispers of an uncertain tomorrow.
Is this the path I take?
Does it even matter anymore?
Sadness creeps in, relentless,
Overwhelming the weary heart.
Love once bloomed, now turned bitter,
Gladness faded into sorrow.
Roots of despair grow deeper,
Their branches stretch, bearing wild fruit.
And as the mind searches for solace,
It finds only the echo of sorrow
Carved into the chambers of the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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