In the stillness of the midnight air,
A thousand whispers fill the void,
Each breath a tremor, soft yet sharp,
A dance with shadows, never to avoid.
The heart like a drum in restless pace,
Echoes of worries, tomorrowâs chase,
Eyes wide open, chasing dreams,
In tangled webs where silence screams.
The weight of thoughts, a heavy cloak,
Invisible chains that bind the soul,
Yet in the dawn’s gentle embrace,
Hope flickers, a distant goal.
Through the storm of anxious night,
The whispering winds may pierce the dark,
Yet courage blooms in quiet strength,
A guiding light, a hopeful spark.