The Nightly Shadows

We are born into this world,
Sensitive to the light.
We grow in this world,
As we learn to fight.
Fight not each other,
But the demons inside.
We cling to the light,
For in the shadows they hide.
And when the moon blossoms,
In that deeply daunting sky.
The shadows grow immensely,
As our courage withers and dies.
Let the night take over,
Hear it's calm melody.
As death whispers in your ear,
"It's just you...and me".