#FrozenTime

In a world of gray skies,
Dreams fade like whispers,
Lost in the crowd,
Where hope rarely lingers.

Footsteps echo alone,
Paths twist and bend,
Every turn leads to shadows,
Where light feels like an end.

Eyes search for a spark,
But darkness holds tight,
Tomorrow feels distant,
A struggle, a fight.

Yet deep in the silence,
A faint voice will say,
"Even in the hopeless,
There’s still a way."