Darkness falls, the night descends, Shrouding us in its midnight cloak, Hiding our flaws, our failures, Easing the pain of our broken souls. The stars shine bright, but in the night They are but a faint glimmer In the vast expanse of darkness, A reminder of our unworthiness. In the tarnish of the night, The sky unveils its mysteries. Torches of stars, burning bright, Echo wisdoms through cosmic dust. Thus in the night, we find solace. In the abyss, we find peace. For in the gloom, our secrets are safe And our wounds may heal in silence.