By Lekshmy Thrideep
In the dead of night, my love's face turns pale,
Haunted by nightmares, a ghostly veil.
Whispers in darkness, shadows that creep,
In the realm of dreams, my love's secrets keep.
Tossed and turned in a world of fear,
A heart full of sorrow, shed a tear.
Lost in the labyrinth of the mind,
Searching for solace, a way to unwind.
I'll be the light in the darkest hour,
Holding you close, my love, with power.
Together we'll conquer the demons within,
In the nightmare's grip, love will always win.
By Lekshmy Thrideep
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