Endless Hours
A Quiet Fight in the Depths of Night
Some say the night can stretch too long
When silence reigns where dreams belong
From what I've known in hours so late
I hold with those who fear the weight
But if the dawn is slow to rise
I think I've seen through tired eyes
That endless dark, though still and slight
Can steal away both warmth and light.
So whether night is deep or thin
In restless thoughts or peace within
It's in the mind where shadows play
In whispered doubts or fears at bay
For night is more than lack of sun
It's in the battle never won
A quiet fight, a lingering dread
Through endless hours, by darkness led.
About the Creator
Hanen Mehadbi
Passionate about writing and reading, I immerse myself in the world of books and creativity. I find inspiration in green spaces and value spirituality in my life. I also adore cats, who add a special charm to my everyday life.
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