Once a vibrant soul, full of dreams and might, Now a man lost in a desolate night. Through shattered hopes and broken wings, He whispers softly, the pain that stings. His eyes, once bright with a fiery glow, Now hollow, reflecting an empty shadow. Time's cruel hand has stolen his flame, Leaving him aching, without a name. His laughter silenced, buried in the past, A broken vessel, once strong and vast. He yearns for purpose, a reason to be, But in the depths of despair, he can only see: "Now I'm nothing," his voice cries in despair, A heart shattered, burdened by the wear and tear. Yet in this darkness, a flicker remains, A glimmer of hope, to release his chains.