The sky fell dark when you were gone, Now every night just drags too long. Your voice still haunts the hollow air, A wound that heals but isn't there. I trace your name in shattered glass, Each letter cuts like every past. The silence screams where you once lay, A phantom pain that won’t decay. Bleed me dry, Let sorrow flood the flame. You're the ghost That whispers through my shame. This grief, it claws from deep within— You're the shadow in my skin.