Night gathers like a hush around her,
soft as breath against a closing door.
Stars hang above restless, listening
as if they, too, fear the answer she seeks.
Her heart is a lantern trembling in its cage,
casting fragile light across the unknown.
Yet she steps forward, drawn by a whisper
older than memory, sharper than longing.
Her hand reaches for the forbidden promise , where love and the abyss entwined.
In that narrow space between hope and ruin,
time holds its breath, unsure which way to fall.
The air quivers with the weight of a choice
that could shatter or save her name.
Still, she reaches
not for safety, not for certainty,
but for the truth that dares her to exist
bravely, completely, on the edge of the dark.
soft as breath against a closing door.
Stars hang above restless, listening
as if they, too, fear the answer she seeks.
Her heart is a lantern trembling in its cage,
casting fragile light across the unknown.
Yet she steps forward, drawn by a whisper
older than memory, sharper than longing.
Her hand reaches for the forbidden promise , where love and the abyss entwined.
In that narrow space between hope and ruin,
time holds its breath, unsure which way to fall.
The air quivers with the weight of a choice
that could shatter or save her name.
Still, she reaches
not for safety, not for certainty,
but for the truth that dares her to exist
bravely, completely, on the edge of the dark.
