Red candles bleed across the night,
and every drop feels like a quiet goodbye.
My wallet trembles, thin as hope,
my heart heavier than any chart.
Dreams I once held bright and tight
fall like dust between my shaking hands.
I wait, hurting, staring into the dark—
faith fading, tears louder than the screen.
BTC
77,329.31
-0.99%
ASTER
0.646
-1.97%