Nightly Haunt (I Am)
In the silence of the moon’s soft glow,
Where whispered fears and dreams do flow,
In shadows deep, where secrets grow.
A haunted soul in the dead of night,
A ghostly dance in the dimming light,
Lost in thoughts that take their flight.
The stillness broken by a mournful sound,
Echoing through the night profound,
In haunted rhythms, lost and found.
A touch so cold, like frost on skin,
Unveiling truths held deep within,
A haunting melody that starts to spin.
Amidst the darkness, a presence stirs,
A chilling echo that quietly purrs,
In restless dreams, where hope blurs.
Whispers woven in the midnight air,
Tales of sorrow, tales of despair,
A haunting waltz beyond compare.
The heartache lingers in shadows deep,
Where restless spirits gently weep,
In dreams where memories endlessly keep.
And as the night continues its embrace,
The haunting shadows leave no trace,
In this domain, a lonely place.
Ghosts of the past that haunt the mind,
A weave of whispers unkind,
In twisted paths that intertwine.
So let the echoes linger on,
In the stillness till the break of dawn,
In this world where shadows spawn.
Embrace the darkness, face the fears,
Let go of sorrows, shed no tears,
For in the night, redemption nears.