The night hums softly, the world is still,
yet my mind runs where my heart won’t heal.
Streetlights flicker, the moon just stares,
but shadows whisper that no one cares.

I scroll through faces I used to know,
wonder if they miss me—probably no.
Messages typed but left unsent,
words too heavy, feelings bent.

The silence isn’t really mute,
it sings of dreams I can’t pursue.
Of doors that closed, of roads not walked,
of battles lost, of love uncaught.

And though the dawn is hours away,
I wonder if I’d beg it to stay.
Because another day just means one more—
where I still ache behind this door.

I see you in the places we once knew,
a glimpse of your shadow in passing view.
Your name lingers on my silent tongue,
a song unsung, forever young.

We walk the same streets, breathe the same air,
yet fate pretends we’re unaware.
A step too late, a turn too wide,
always reaching—never collide.

I hear your laughter in echoes dim,
like a melody lost within the wind.
Fingers stretch, but time won’t bend,
a story stuck with no real end.

We could meet, yet we stay apart,
two lost souls with tangled hearts.
So close—yet worlds away,
a touch we’ll never let replay.

I trace the cracks along my walls,
dreams caught in spiderweb stalls.
The world outside, a distant call,
but here I stay, behind it all.

Suitcase packed inside my mind,
yet doors won’t open, fate unkind.
Every step just turns to stone,
a bird still grounded, all alone.

Windows show the sky so wide,
but I can’t chase the changing tide.
Voices say, "someday, you'll go,"
but "someday" always whispers "no."

Nights stretch long, and walls close tight,
the moon my only guide through night.
I dream of roads I've never seen,
but wake to find I’m where I’ve been.

One day, maybe, doors will break,
chains will rust and hands won’t take.
But until then, I sit and sigh—
a caged heart longing for the sky.

The ocean feels vast and mysterious, doesn't it?
The sunset paints the sky in golden light.
The silence after a storm feels peaceful,
As the stars seem so distant tonight.

The world continues to turn,
The clouds drift lazily by,
The waves keep crashing on the shore,
As the moon looks lonely in the sky.

The flowers bloom in vibrant colors, don't they?
The mountains stand so tall and strong.
The world feels quiet in the nighttime,
As the wind whispers its gentle song.

The world continues to turn,
The clouds drift lazily by,
The waves keep crashing on the shore,
As the moon looks lonely in the sky.

The stars twinkle high above me,
The wind sings a melody,
And in the stillness of the night,
The world just keeps moving, endlessly.