Existential Tears in the Moonlight

In the quiet of the night, I seek my fate,

Existence weighs, yet hope ignites my state.

Nihilism’s void, Existence’s plight,

In silent stars, I find my light.

Stoic strength, through trials I grow,

Pleasures small, in shadows glow.

From dusk to dawn, my spirit soars,

In silent night, my heart explores.