In the shadows where the moonlight fades,
Nightmares whisper in the darkest shades.
Their tendrils creeping through the silent night,
Weaving tales of terror out of sight.

Beneath the veil of sleep, they rise,
Bringing ghosts of fears in disguise.
A chilling touch, a freezing breath,
Echoes of a past that hints at death.

Eyes shut tight, yet visions clear,
The nightmare’s grip instills pure fear.
A labyrinth where hope gets lost,
In dreams where sanity pays the cost.

But as dawn breaks with golden light,
The nightmares fade, retreat in flight.
Leaving echoes in the waking mind,
Shadows of the night left behind.