Shatter

Drifting lost in endless night,

Shadows whisper, pulling tight.

A thousand echoes call my name,

But none can chase away the rain.

Oh, the winds howl, the storm won't break,

Lightning sings of all I take.

Yet in the dark, a distant spark—

A hand outstretched, a beating heart.

Worn like pages torn and frayed,

Heavy chains of days unswayed.

The weight of sorrow, cold as stone,

Yet voices rise—I’m not alone.

Storms may rage and skies may fall,

But light still waits beyond the wall.

Not all wounds fade, not all scars mend,

Yet still I rise, and still they stand.

Oh, the winds howl, but I won't break,

I hold the dawn with all at stake.

For in the dark, the stars remain—

A guiding light, through loss and pain.

So whisper low, let echoes fade,

The shattered soul is remade.

Through broken past and weary mile,

I find the dawn—I stand, I smile.

For @#1 Taln Fan, @Through The Living Glass, and @Clinically insane