In the quiet of the night, a storm brews,
Thoughts spiral in unending loops,
Shadows dance in the corners of the mind,
Seeking solace yet no peace to find.

Heartbeats echo like distant thunder,
Breathing becomes a fragile endeavor,
In the silence, whispers grow louder,
A relentless tide pulling me under.

Eyes search for a break in the clouds,
But the horizon remains obscured and shrouded,
Hope flickers like a wavering flame,
Yearning for escape from this unending game.

Yet through the darkness, a light persists,
A gentle reminder that I can resist,
With each breath, a step towards release,
Finding strength in whispers of peace.