There is a whispering silence Amidst the sounds of the night, Peeking through the shadows Where reflections no longer speak. There’s an unspoken longing Dancing between moments, Lingering in the corners of eyes That refuse to shed their tears. I touch the cold behind the door Only to find another shadow. Is this your home, Or just an endless corridor? Speak, even if in whispers, For this stillness is slowly killing me. If there’s an answer, Lead me toward your light.
There is a whispering silence
Amidst the sounds of the night,
Peeking through the shadows
Where reflections no longer speak.
There’s an unspoken longing
Dancing between moments,
Lingering in the corners of eyes
That refuse to shed their tears.
I touch the cold behind the door
Only to find another shadow.
Is this your home,
Or just an endless corridor?
Speak, even if in whispers,
For this stillness is slowly killing me.
If there’s an answer,
Lead me toward your light.
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