Silent Echoes

In a world shrouded in darkness, my heart remains numb, 

As I witness people entangled, like puppets on a drum. 

Struggling to stay afloat, yet yearning to break free, 

Forced unity crumbles, a facade for all to see.

I absorbed their anguish, from the very start, 

Their traumas etched deep within, tearing me apart. 

Like a broken vessel, I tried to mend and heal, 

Yet their pain seeped into me, a wound that wouldn't seal.

Alone in a desert, the sand slipping through my grasp, 

Their unshed tears, mirages in the past. 

I drink in their sorrow, like a thirsty soul, 

Their rivers of tears, an endless, haunting toll.

Their burdens weigh heavy, like chains on my soul, 

Their stories and struggles, a labyrinth I patrol. 

In the darkness, a void that swallows all hope, 

A never-ending cycle, a downward slope.

Their tears, like rivers, flow endlessly, 

A reflection of their pain, their silent plea. 

And as I wander through this world so bleak, 

I wonder, will their pain ever find its peak?