In the quiet moments, I feel so small,
A weight on my heart, like a shadow’s call.
Each day feels heavy, like a storm in my chest,
Searching for comfort, for a moment of rest.

I wear a brave face, but inside, I’m torn,
A child in the darkness, feeling lost and worn.
Whispers of doubt echo deep in my mind,
In a world full of noise, it’s so hard to find.

Fatherless nights wrap around me tight,
In the silence, I search for a flicker of light.
I scribble my pain on flesh I use as paper,
Hoping that somehow, I’ll find a tomorrow.

Each tear that I shed is a story I tell,
Of dreams left behind in a shadowy shell..