In shadows deep, where light recedes,

There dwells a soul that darkness heeds.

A wanderer lost in twilight's embrace,

Seeking solace in its mysterious grace.

With eyes that see what others shun,

They find solace when day is done.

In the ink-black cloak of the night,

They find refuge from life's piercing light.

Their spirit dances upon the abyss,

Where secrets linger, whispered with a hiss.

In the stillness of the moonlit hours,

They find solace among the hidden powers.

They crave the quiet, the silent black,

Where the mind can soar and fears unpack.

In the depths of shadows, they're not alone,

For darkness holds secrets yet unknown.

Their heart beats in sync with the night,

As they wander through the starless sight.

Embracing the whispers of the unknown,

They find comfort where fear has grown.

In the arms of night, they find release,

A sanctuary where their troubles cease.

For in darkness, they discover their own light,

A beacon that shines through the endless night.

So let them seek the shadows deep,

For there, their essence they shall keep.

In darkness, they find their truest form,

A gentle heart, weathered, yet warm.

And though the world may fear the night,

They find beauty in its hidden sight.

For in darkness, they find their peace,

A sanctuary where their soul finds release.