A soul's lament, an ache so deep,
Pain resides where sorrows creep.
Uncomfortable whispers, shadows dance,
Within every fiber, a painful trance.
The heart's aching rhythm, a heavy load,
Emotions swirl like a tempest's ode.
Beneath the surface, turmoil and rust,
A soul's turmoil, in pain it's thrust.
Soul ache, a symphony of pain,
An unwelcome guest that leaves a stain.
Yet within this darkness, hope ignites,
Guiding the soul through endless nights.
-Snowflake-
