The Silent Storm

A fog descends, a heavy shroud, Enveloping the soul in lonely cloud. Each step a struggle, a weary sigh, As darkness gathers in the fading sky. A heart once light, now burdened deep, Where shadows linger, secrets keep. A mind adrift, a fragile hold, Lost in the echoes of the past untold. The world grows dim, a muted scene, Where joy once danced, now sorrow reigns unseen. A silent battle, fought alone, A heavy weight, a spirit overthrown. But hope may flicker, a tiny spark, A chance to mend, to leave the dark. With gentle hands and words of care, We'll lift the weight, the burden share.