Internal Battle

The eerie moon from behind a cloud,

Covers the ground in a moonlit shroud.

In the silence, the dead of night,

An owl hoots and takes to flight.

A patch of black upon the ground,

Hold your breath and make no sound.

Take a step nearer, it slinks away,

Yellow-green eyes, full of dismay.

A darkened shadow falls on the path,

The creature's wail is filled with wrath.

Confront the demons within your soul,

Winning the fight is now your goal.