hollow chambers, weary mind
grief so grasping, mercilessly entwined
madness whispers dread tales to hear
shadowed moments, stifling fear

once vibrant dreams now demons and dust
hope’s gentle whispersfall to rust
spiral of loss, slow descend
time a reason cruelly suspenda sliver

somewhere in endless night
a search for warmth, a sliver of light
yet the trap remains longing for release
a yearn for solace, a moments peace.