In the quiet corners of a restless night,
Where shadows dance and flicker with light,
A symphony of voices softly calls,
Echoes of thoughts that rise and fall.
A world adorned in colors so bright,
Yet tangled in webs of fear and fright,
Reality bends, a fragile thread,
As whispers of doubt swirl in the head.
Faces appear, then fade away,
In the theater of dreams where the lost soul...