Sadness

In the shadows of the moonlights glow, a heavy weight of sadness grows. Tears fall like raindrops from the sky, a broken heart , an echoed sigh. Loneliness whispers in the night , a aching soul consumed by light . Memories like ghosts haunting me , lost in the dephts of melancholy. But even in the darkest hour, there blooms a seed of hope, a flower. For sorrow may linger , but it will fade , and joy will blossom in it's place. REA B🏳️‍🌈