In the quiet corners of the night,
Whispers weave through fragile dreams,
A storm brews within the mind,
Unseen, yet deeply felt extremes.
Shadows dance upon the walls,
Echoes of thoughts that never cease,
Restless tides that rise and fall,
Seeking solace, yearning for peace.
The heart races, a silent plea,
For calm amidst the inner strife,
A journey through the stormy sea,
Searching for the light of life.
Yet within this tempest, a strength resides,
A gentle voice that softly guides,
Through the darkness, hope abides,
In the soul where courage hides.