In the still of night, the silence is deep,
A world asleep, while I still weep.
Shadows stretch, but never hold—
In the dark, I feel so cold.
The echo of steps that are not mine,
Hopes that flicker, then decline.
I reach for light, but it slips away—
In this darkness, I learn to stay.
But in the quiet, a flicker of grace,
A chance to meet myself face to face.
Loneliness is a path, though stark,
That guides me gently through the dark.
So in the darkness, I find my way,
To hold the night, and greet the day.
For in the lonely, I start to see—
The strength that lives inside of me.