In shadows where love once brightly danced,
A silent storm brews, a toxic trance.
Promises whispered in the darkest night,
Turn to chains that steal our light.

Eyes that once reflected stars above,
Now hold the weight of a weary glove.
Words like daggers, cutting deep,
In this perilous love, we silently weep.

Hope flickers, like a candle in the storm,
Yet hearts are battered, bruised, and worn.
A dance of chaos, a tangled embrace,
In this broken mirror, we lose our face.

But in the ashes, a new dawn may rise,
Where love is pure and no longer disguised.
Leaving behind the whispers so vain,
Seeking a love free from the chain.