The Beginning of the End

In shadows cast by fading light,

A whisper stirs, a haunting sight,

The clock ticks slow, the air feels tense,

A quiet pause, a loss of sense.

Once vibrant days now dimmed and gray,

Echoes of laughter drift far away,

Promises made now fade like dust,

In the silence, we grapple with trust.

Beneath the surface, a tremor grows,

The seeds of change in dark earth sows,

With every heartbeat, the tension swells,

A story woven with silent spells.

What was once whole begins to fray,

Threads of the past unraveling away,

Yet in this twilight, there’s beauty found,

In every ending, new hope is crowned.

For every dawn must chase the night,

And every ending sparks a light,

Though shadows gather and paths may bend,

In loss, we find the strength to mend.

So as we stand at this bitter seam,

We gather courage, we dare to dream,

For in the heart of what’s coming near,

Lies the promise of change, crystal clear.