Shadows of the Night

In the dead of night, when all is still,

A chill runs down my spine, a shiver of thrill,

For I know that in this silent hour,

Anything could happen, with unknown power.

The shadows dance and flicker around,

As if alive, with secrets profound,

And I wonder what lies hidden there,

What unknown terrors, what secrets rare.

A sound echoes through the stillness,

A creaking floorboard, a distant hiss,

And I feel my heart begin to race,

As the suspense builds, in this eerie space.

I try to calm my nerves, to steady my breath,

But the fear takes hold, and grips me like death,

For I know that in this dark abyss,

Anything could happen, anything amiss.

And so I wait, in this suspenseful state,

Wondering what lies beyond this dark gate,

For I know that when the sun does rise,

All will be revealed, to my surprise.