Draped in shadows, a soul forlorn,
Wanders through a world, weary and worn.
The air is heavy with a silent scream,
A broken man in the throes of a shattered dream.
Once, a symphony, his heart's sweet tune,
Now echoes silence, a melancholy moon.
Lost in the maze of love's decay,
He stumbles through the fragments of yesterday.
Laughter, once vibrant, now an echo dim,
In the ruins of a love grown grim.
The canvas of his life, painted in gray,
A masterpiece fading, colors in disarray.
Searching for meaning in the depths of despair,
He navigates a thorny snare.
Battles with shadows, a relentless strife,
A fractured spirit seeking solace in the night.
In the quietude, his pleas unfold,
Within his heart, a story untold.
Yet in the abyss, a glimmer of might,
A phoenix rising from the darkest night.
Through the struggles, he'll find a way,
To mend the fragments, to greet the day.
The journey ahead, a maze to explore,
A resilient soul emerging, stronger than before.
Hold on, brave heart, to hope's soft gleam,
In the mosaic of healing, find a new dream.
For beyond the maze, where shadows subside,
A man reborn, with strength and pride.