In shadows deep, where whispers crawl,
Lies a soul lost, to the siren’s call.
Once bright eyes now dim with sorrow,
Chasing dreams that steal tomorrow.

The needle’s kiss, a cold embrace,
Leaves scars unseen, on a tear-streaked face.
Promises of escape, a fleeting high,
Only to fall, from the sky so high.

Chains of desire, forged in pain,
Bind the heart, in a hopeless chain.
Yet in the dark, a flicker of light,
A yearning for strength, to win the fight.

Voices of love, from the past they call,
Rise from the ashes, stand tall.
With every step, a new dawn breaks,
The endless battle, a warrior makes.