In the stillness of the night, a shadow weeps,
Bound by chains, invisible yet tight.
Dreams once bright now lost in endless sleep,
A silent struggle, a never-ending fight.

Echoes of laughter that no longer ring,
Faded memories of a life once free.
In every corner, the ghost of what was spring,
Now whispers of despair that refuse to flee.

Eyes once sparkling, now clouded and dim,
A heart once pure, now burdened with pain.
The dance with poison, a perilous whim,
A fleeting escape that leaves a lasting stain.

Yet hope lingers in the cracks of despair,
A gentle reminder of strength deep within.
For even in darkness, light dares to flare,
A beacon of healing, a chance to begin.