A distant sound,

Like echoes that never return,

In the void, where the light hides.

I watched the shadows leave the room,

No warning, just silence in bloom.

Time stopped counting its days,

Now everything is dust in the haze.

They're gone, but the echoes remain,

Whispers in the wind, what’s left of the pain.

I try to hold on, but it slips from my hand,

Loss sings its tune like a broken band.

The days pass by, all the same,

Memories burn like mental flames.

You laughed, and the world felt whole,

Now I see nothing but an empty soul.

They're gone, but the echoes remain,

Whispers in the wind, what’s left of the pain.

I try to hold on, but it slips from my hand,

Loss sings its tune like a broken band.

I want to scream, but there’s no sound,

All that’s left is this hollow ground.

Deep inside, a flame still burns,

But it hurts more than it returns.

They're gone, but the echoes remain,

(Whispers in the wind, what’s left of the pain...)

I try to move on, but I fall to the ground,

The void sings a song without any sound.

Echoes... that never return...

Echoes... that never fade...