colors have faded
the sun sets
without a promise of dawn
the clamor
is no longer loud
only silence
and mournful sighs
withered and still
birds are hushed
dare not fly
the sky is shrouded in smoke
thick and dense
hiding the stars
veiling tales
in shadows
seeking meaning in corridors
without light
dreams erased
time is rigid
flying aimlessly
lost in sorrowful windows
about living
but about enduring
fighting the quiet solitude
a dystopian frozen time
shatters hope
leaving only ashes
