Alone Again, Amidst the Silent Echoes

In the hush of dusk, she walks alone, The shadows cling to her like a second skin. Her heart, a vacant throne, Where love once reigned, now silent within.

The moon, a silent witness to her sorrow, Casts a pale light on her solitary figure. Each step, a question of no tomorrow, In the gallery of her mind, his portrait lingers.

Tears, the language of her silent plea, A river of diamonds on her cheeks they flow. In the embrace of night, she's free, Yet bound to the ghost of a love she used to know.

Alone again, in the world's vast stage, She dances to the rhythm of her own heart's beat. Her soul, an unwritten page, Yearning for the love that made her complete.

In the quietude, she finds her grace, Though the ache of absence fills her core. She'll rise with dawn's gentle embrace, Alone again, just like before.