Shadows Whisper

In the veil of night, where shadows creep,

A heart once whole now aches, in silence, it weeps.

Whispers of vengeance dance on the air,

In the bones of the broken, in the depths of despair.

A specter lurks, with a smile so cold,

Phantom hands clutch memories, twisted and old.

Like a serpent coiled in a garden of thorns,

Bitter seeds of revenge take root, forlorn.

Echoes of laughter, now hollow and frail,

Chained in darkness, a melancholic wail.

Each pulse is a dagger, each breath a disdain,

In the labyrinth of sorrow, I’ll carve out my pain.

Beneath the pale moon, my soul finds its fight,

With vengeance a cloak, shrouded in night.

For he who betrayed, with silence entwined,

Shall taste the bitter fruit of a heart maligned.

So hear me, O stars, as I forge my decree,

In shadows, I dwell, where the lost are set free.

A dance with the dark, in the depths of my mind,

Where mystery reigns and revenge is confined.

🌻🌻🌻

Valiant Dreamer