I lie down at night
With my deepest fears inside
Darkness pervades,
The night is chilling
The silence- killing

 Unable to sleep- I rise and walk restlessly
I look out of the window, and lo! what I see
A dark silhouette of my resemblance
I see my own shadow staring back at me

 I grow cold in the feet- Is it real,
Or is it just an illusion?
Is it a portrayal,
Of my own delusions?

 Bemused, I try to push myself back to sleep
I fall back on the cot
The mind, struggling to suppress
The incessant stream of thoughts

 After endless squirms, and writhes
I gather courage to look back at the window
Peeking just from the corner of the eye
I check for 'The shadow'

 I see light instead- Relieved,
I rise to view the pleasant sight
Far, beyond the horizon
The faint glow of orange light

 Slowly, the eeriness of the night
Transcends to mellifluous chirps
In pristine sublime chatter of
The early morning birds
 
All my fears subside
And I grow calm
As if possessed by serenity
And nature's early morning charm

 The dawn breaks then and 'The night' surrenders
Liberating me from the night's anxiety and pain
Deep within my heart, I pray for eternal light
And I pray for darkness to never rise again