The night is dark, with a mystery so deep,
Its shadows are long, like a secret to keep.
Its silence is eerie, like a whisper of fear,
As it hides the unknown, with darkness to peer.
The moonless night's mystery is haunting, like a ghostly tale to hear,
A reminder of the unknown, that's always there to fear.
And as I walk through its shadows, feeling so alone,
I'm reminded of the unknown, that's always there to be known.