In the hush of night, whispers crawl,
Shadows dance on the anxious wall.
Hearts race fast, breaths fall short,
In the silence, fears distort.

Dreams are shrouded, wrapped in fear,
Echoes of doubt, so loud and clear.
Eyes wide open, sleep denied,
In restless thoughts, peace can’t hide.

Time stands still, yet rushes past,
In the grip of worry, moments last.
Tangled threads of what-ifs and might,
Hold the mind in ceaseless fright.

But morning breaks, bringing light,
Shadows fade, chased by sight.
With each dawn, hope is born,
A chance to rise from night’s forlorn.