In the quiet of the night, shadows whisper my name,
A dance with temptation, a flickering flame.
The grip of desire, so cruel yet so sweet,
In the darkness, our hearts secretly meet.
Like a siren’s call, it draws me near,
Promising solace, erasing the fear.
Yet every embrace leaves a scar deep within,
A cycle unending, where do I begin?
The light grows dimmer with each passing day,
As addiction tightens its relentless sway.
I search for the strength to break these chains,
But the battle is fierce, fraught with pains.
Yet hope lingers in the cracks of my soul,
A whisper of freedom, a distant goal.
With each step forward, though small it may be,
I strive for a future where I am free.