Shadows' Whisper

In corners deep, where silence breathes and sighs,
The shadows stretch their fingers, soft and sly.
They linger close, as secrets weave their lies,
And beckon forth the dreams that dare to fly.

The moonlight spills like silver on the floor,
Its glow a timid dance with shades of night.
Yet in the dark, there's more than we explore—
A world unseen, where phantoms find their light.

With every creak of wood beneath our feet,
A shiver winds its way through spine and heart;
For lurking here are fears we can’t defeat—
Old memories that pierce us like a dart.

Yet still we breathe within this twilight's calm,
Embracing both the dread and sweet allure;
For in the dark resides a hidden balm—
A place where all our fractured souls endure.

So when you feel those whispers wrap around,
Know they are but reflections of your mind;
In darkness deep is clarity profound—
The truth emerges only when we're blind.