Loneliness

In chambers echoing, where shadows creep,

A soul resides, a teardrop lone and deep.

Loneliness, a shroud, unseen, unheard,

A silent weight, by every whispered word.

The world spins on, a vibrant, laughing throng,

Yet here within, a hollow, mournful song.

A smile may rise, a mask for all to see,

But yearning eyes yearn for what can't quite be.

Like frosted leaves, clinging to a bough,

Aching for warmth, a voice to break the vow

Of solitude, a hand to chase away

The whispering doubts of a dawning day.

But hope remains, a fragile ember's glow,

That somewhere, somehow, a kindred heart will know.

Across the miles, a whisper on the breeze,

A silent plea to find solace, find release.

For even stars, though distant in the night,

Shine with a light, a beacon burning bright.

And though alone, they grace the velvet sky,

A silent promise, a teardrop drying by.

So wait, dear soul, with patient, gentle grace,

For love's embrace, a tender, warm embrace.

The chains of loneliness may bind you tight,

But dawn will come, and bring forth golden light.

Thank you for reading