In the realms of shattered dreams,
Hopeful hearts lie broken, torn at the seams.
Each crack a testament to pain,
As they bear the weight of loss
Through sorrowful eyes, they search for light,
But find only darkness in the night.
The tone of their shattered hopes resound,
As they navigate the wreckage all around.
In the depths of hopelessness, they stay on,
Feeling abandoned, lost, and alone.
The pain within, a constant reminder,
Of the dreams they held, now torn asunder.
Yet amidst the wreckage, a spark remains,
A glimmer of hope that quietly sustains.
For even in the midst of trouble
Hopeful hearts find courage to face.
With every broken piece we gather near,
we rebuild our dreams, dispelling fear.
For in the ashes of our shattered dreams,
Hopeful hearts find the strength to redeem.
© ASE