In the abyss of endless night,
A lost soul wanders, devoid of light.
Haunted by shards of shattered dreams,
Searching for solace in silent screams.

A soul adrift, like a leaf on the breeze,
Drifting through shadows, never at ease.
For within its core, a fire once burned,
But now a smoldering ember, overturned.

A vestige of hope, a forgotten spark,
Buried beneath the cruelty of the dark.
With every step, an echo of pain,
An overwhelming sorrow that echoes its name.

The lost soul craves a glimpse of grace,
A salvaging touch, a lover's embrace.
Yet it wanders, condemned to roam,
In this desolate realm it calls home.

Tormented by the ghosts of...