In the silence of the night, they creep,
Monsters lurking in the shadows deep.
Eyes that glimmer with a haunting glow,
Whispers of secrets they only know.

Beneath the moon’s pale, ghostly light,
They roam the earth, hidden from sight.
Claws that scrape the cold, hard ground,
In darkness, their true forms are found.

Fear not their presence, for they are mere,
Echoes of the things we hold dear.
Shadows cast by our own light,
Monsters born from our own fright.

So embrace the night, face your fear,
For the monsters will soon disappear.
When dawn breaks and the sun does rise,
They fade away with our morning sighs.