Sad Girl

In shadows deep, where silence reigns,

A girl stands lost amidst her pains.

Her eyes, once bright, now dim with sorrow,

Her heart weighed down, no hope to borrow.

In solitude she finds her rest,

A soul adrift, by grief oppressed.

Her tears like rain, they softly fall,

Echoing a melancholy call.

Each day a struggle, a weary fight,

Against the darkness of the night.

She wears a smile, a fragile guise,

Concealing depths of endless cries.

Her dreams, like petals, wilt and fade,

In the garden where they once played.

She longs for warmth, a gentle touch,

But love's embrace evades her clutch.

Yet still she stands, though broken, frail,

Her spirit bruised by every gale.

For even in the darkest hour,

She clings to hope with fading power.

So let her be, in quiet despair,

A silent plea, a whispered prayer.

For in her sadness, she finds grace,

A haunting beauty in her embrace.