In shadows cast by the setting sun\'s attitude,
I search for solace, my heart heavy with sorrow\'s multitude.
Life\'s bitter truths, like a harsh mirror\'s reflection,
Reveal the pain, the scars, the internal disaffection.
With grit and attitude, I face the tempest\'s roar,
Defying despair, I\'ll mend what\'s been torn before.
For sorrow\'s a tempest that breaks and bends,
But in its wake, I\'ll find strength that never ends.