In the shadows of a love that binds,Where whispers echo through silent nights,A heart once free now tightly winds,In chains of illusion, losing its sights.Promises, sweet like honey’s lure,Turn bitter in the morning light,Each word a dagger, sharp yet pure,In this dance of wrong and right.Eyes that once glimmered with hope’s fire,Now dimmed by the weight of tears,In a cycle of longing and desire,Bound by invisible fears.Yet amidst the storm, a voice remains,Softly urging to break away,To seek the sky beyond the chains,And find the dawn of a brighter day.