My Thoughts In A Silent Storm Poem by Seth : 3

Beneath the gray and weeping sky,
A soul alone, a quiet sigh.
Words lost in shadows, deep and steep,
In sorrow's grasp, I silently weep.

Fading dreams and shattered grace,
Memories linger, worsening the trace.
My heart heavy with unresolved pain,
In loneliness, tears silently fall like rain.

Why does pain cling to every step?
What decree condemns to endless depth?
Merely existing seems to bring this gloom,
A burden borne through the darkest room.

Alone with thoughts, I question the stars,
No solace found in these silent scars.
To live is to bear this heavy weight,
In a life where suffering determines fate.