Dim

The sun’s a memory, Fading into the gray, I chased what was fleeting, But it slipped far away. Hands once held treasures, Now empty, now cold, A thread that unraveled, A story untold. The moon’s a ghost now, Hidden behind a veil, The silence grows louder, In the wake of the pale. Shadows weave whispers, That dance in my mind, A love without echo, A truth left behind. And I wandered through fire, With no flame to ignite, Caught in the stillness, Of an endless night. The stars, they are silent, They turn from my plea, A path without footsteps, Is all that I see. The sky wears its burden, A weight I can’t bear, A flame once ignited, Now lost in the air. I dreamt of a spiral, Of fire and glass, But it crumbled to ashes, Like moments that pass. I’m a shadow, a breath, A thought never spoken, Bound to the silence, By a thread that’s been broken. A name left in echoes, A face in the mist, A love that’s unspoken, And a truth that’s dismissed.