Tonight, the sky forgets to care, Black silk stretched thin on empty air. The moon — a hollow, distant shell Just watches as I sit and dwell. The stars are bruises, faint and few, Flickering like things I knew. The wind moves slow, it hums, it weeps, Through hollow streets where silence sleeps. My heart hangs heavy in my chest, A quiet ache that won’t find rest. Memories drip like candle wax, Soft shadows tracing all my cracks. Alone feels deeper after dark, When every thought becomes a spark Of loss, of love, of words unsaid, Of dreams that broke and quietly bled. And so I sit, and so I stay, While all the night just fades away. No hand to hold, no voice, no light Just me, the dark, and sadness tonight.