In the shadows where whispers dwell,
Lies a secret, hard to tell,
A craving that won’t cease nor die,
A silent tear in the night sky.

With every breath, it pulls me near,
A siren’s call, both loud and clear,
Promises of solace, fleeting and thin,
Yet deeper into the abyss, I sink in.

The world outside, a distant blur,
Reality’s touch, a phantom stir,
Chasing illusions, fleeting dreams,
Wrapped in addiction’s binding seams.

Yet hope remains, a flicker’s light,
In the darkest hour, in the blackest night,
A fight to break free, to rise above,
To reclaim the life, to feel the love.