Category : Poems

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In the silence of night, where shadows creep,
Aching echoes in my soul, secrets to keep.
Through the alleys of doubt, I wander alone,
In this labyrinth of darkness, my heart's moan.
Why must it be I, in this endless plight,
Where hopes are shattered and dreams take flight?


Through the foggy mist of a weary mind,
Glimmers of hope are hard to find.
Yet I carry on, with strength anew,
In the face of pain, I push through.
But the question lingers, relentless and deep,
"Pain, pain, why always me?"