In the stillness of the night, fears take their flight,
Shadows dance on walls, whispering their plight.
Eyes wide open, heart pounds in the chest,
The mind a battlefield, a place of unrest.

Echoes of doubt, they linger and stay,
In the corners of the mind, they find their way.
Every creak, every whisper, a reminder stark,
Of the fears that thrive, in the deepest dark.

Oh, the fears that come when the light fades,
When the world is cloaked in shadowy shades.
They weave their tales, in the silence loud,
Wrapping the soul in an invisible shroud.

Yet, within the fear, a strength is found,
A resilience that speaks without a sound.
For in facing the shadows, we find the light,
Turning whispers of fear into courage bright.