In the stillness of the night, a whisper calls,
Shadows dance upon the walls,
An unseen force, a silent scream,
That turns reality into a dream.

Heartbeats echo in the hollow chest,
A mind that cannot find its rest,
Thoughts that twist and turn and bend,
Seeking solace, seeking end.

Eyes that search for calm and peace,
As worries never seem to cease,
A battle fought in quiet despair,
With no one else to know or care.

Yet hope remains a distant light,
A beacon in the darkest night,
For even in the grip of fear,
The heart can find a way to steer.