In the depth of night, where whispers grow,
A heart beats fast, yet moments slow,
Addiction’s grip, a silent plea,
Entwined with love, eternally.
The shadows cast by moonâs embrace,
Reveal the scars time can’t erase,
A touch, a kiss, a fleeting glance,
Both curse and cure in twisted dance.
Through hazy dreams and sleepless nights,
Two souls collide, amidst their fights,
A fragile thread, both strong and weak,
Addiction’s call, their love they seek.
Yet in the dawn’s first tender ray,
Hope whispers soft, “We’ll find our way,”
For love can heal, and love can bind,
In addiction’s arms, true love we’ll find.