In the dark of night, I wander lost and alone
Where shadows dance and whispers are my only tone
Fear creeps in, a chill that grips my heart
As every creak and groan a new terror to impart
The weight of darkness bears down on me like a stone
I struggle to breathe, my breath a laboured moan
Distress wraps around me like a shroud of pain
As I cry out for help, but only silence remains
But still I fight, though weary and worn
For in the depths of darkness, a spark is born
A flame that flickers bright, a beacon in the night
A symbol of hope, a guide to the light
I push on through the shadows, one step at a time
Surviving the darkness, one moment at a time
Though fear may grip me tight, I will not give in
For in the morning’s light, a new dawn will begin
And when the sun rises high and bright
I’ll find my strength, my heart will take flight
The night’s dark grip will loosen its hold
And I’ll emerge stronger, my spirit bold
For I am a warrior, forged in the fire’s heat
I’ll face my fears, and rise above the street
I’ll conquer the darkness, and claim my right
To live and love and laugh, in the light of day and night.
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