In the hush of midnight’s gentle embrace,
Whispers of doubt begin to trace,
Echoes of worry, shadows of fear,
In the quiet corners where anxiety is near.
The heart races with unseen chase,
In a world where calm leaves no trace,
Breathless pauses, the mind’s unrest,
An uninvited guest in the weary chest.
Thoughts like storms cloud the serene,
In a dance of what has never been,
Restless eyes that seek the light,
In the endless dance of day and night.
Yet in the chaos, find the grace,
Inhale peace, let it embrace,
For even in the darkest plight,
Hope can turn the shadows to light.