In the quiet of the night, I laid my heart bare,
With dreams like fragile whispers, floating in the air.
I toiled in the shadows, where the doubts often creep,
Chasing the horizon, while the world was asleep.
Each step was a battle, every breath a new fight,
I poured out my spirit, striving for the light.
With every heartbeat, I crafted my song,
Believing in the journey, convinced I could be strong.
But the winds of fate howled, and the storms came to play,
My hopes, like autumn leaves, were scattered away.
I climbed the highest mountains, reached for the stars,
Yet found myself shattered, holding only my scars.
I gave it my all, every ounce of my soul,
But sometimes, dear life, you take a heavy toll.
In the echoes of failure, I learned to stand still,
For even in heartache, there’s a strength in the chill.
So I gather my pieces, though they lie on the ground,
In the silence of sorrow, a new voice will be found.
For every tear shed is a lesson to weave,
In the tapestry of courage, it’s okay to believe.