In shadows deep, where whispers dwell,Obsessions weave their silent spell.Through sleepless nights and restless days,A heart consumed in fervent blaze.With every thought, a tangled thread,In ceaseless loops, the mind is led.Chasing echoes of a distant call,In endless pursuit, we rise and fall.Like a river carved through stony plains,Desire’s course defies the reins.Boundless dreams in tireless flight,Guided by the obsidian light.Yet in this dance of fervent need,We find the strength to plant the seed.For in obsession’s tight embrace,We glimpse the beauty in the chase.