*A Tattered Hope* The sky weeps a thousand tears, Each drop a weight of whispered fears. A world of gray, where colors flee, Echoes of love lost in eternity. The winds sing songs of what once was, A gentle ache, without a cause. Through the mist, your shadow glides, A fleeting glimpse where sorrow resides. Yet even in this endless night, A fragile star dares to ignite. Its faint glow hums, a silent plea, To heal the heart and set it free.
*A Tattered Hope*
The sky weeps a thousand tears,
Each drop a weight of whispered fears.
A world of gray, where colors flee,
Echoes of love lost in eternity.
The winds sing songs of what once was,
A gentle ache, without a cause.
Through the mist, your shadow glides,
A fleeting glimpse where sorrow resides.
Yet even in this endless night,
A fragile star dares to ignite.
Its faint glow hums, a silent plea,
To heal the heart and set it free.