In the quiet corners of her restless mind, A girl harbors a fear, unspoken, confined. A haunting whisper, a shadowed trace, The fear of solitude, a lifetime's embrace.
Her heart, a garden, yearns for another's bloom, A companion to share in love's sweet room. In the tapestry of dreams, a longing sown, The fear of solitude, deep-rooted, grown.
She gazes at stars, each one a silent plea, To break the chains of solitary decree. In the moonlit hours, her fears take flight, A dance with shadows in the lonely night.
A fear like a phantom, a ghostly specter, Loneliness, a silent and relentless vector. Yet in her heart, a resilient flame, A hope that love will call her name.
The future unfolds, uncertain, unknown
