In the quiet hours of a restless night,
Shadows dance upon the walls of my mind,
Whispering secrets of a forbidden delight,
A siren call that binds and entwines.

Through corridors of longing, I wander alone,
Each step a venture into the unknown,
The weight of desire like chains of stone,
A silent captive, my heart has grown.

The flicker of hope, a fleeting embrace,
Amidst the chaos, a moment of grace,
Yet the echoes of need, impossible to erase,
In the labyrinth of addiction, I find my place.

But beyond the horizon, a glimmer of light,
A promise of dawn, a chance to fight,
To break the cycle, to reclaim my sight,
And rise anew from the depths of night.