I wander through ruins of a shattered dream,

Where every promise crumbles like forgotten seams.

I once held fire in my heart, so bright and keen,

Now shadows cling to me in a never-ending scene.

I reached for hope, but found only empty space,

Left abandoned in a world that lost its grace.

And so the queen of sorrow died quietly,

No tears were shed for the girl I used to be.

I slipped away like a whisper in the night,

A faded memory lost without a fight.

Every step I take echoes tales of pain,

Of love that vanished, leaving only scars in the rain.

Dreams turned brittle, like autumn leaves adrift,

I’m just a ghost of who I was, left with no gift.

I believed in dawn, in a future shining free,

But life’s cruel winds blew away my reverie.

And so the queen of sorrow died quietly,

No grand farewell, no final symphony.

I dissolved into silence, a lone, forgotten art,

The sorrow of a girl who lost her beating heart.

In every teardrop, a piece of me falls away,

A story of despair that time cannot allay.

Now in the darkness, my secrets softly lie,

In the quiet, I fade—no more tears left to cry.

And so the queen of sorrow died quietly,

Without a cry or a chance to break free.

I vanished like a shadow at the break of day,

Leaving behind the echoes of yesterday.

I am the queen of sorrow, a whisper on the wind,

A tale of lost dreams and a heart that’s grown thin.

In the silent night, my fading song remains,

A testament to a life dissolved in pain.