Free Verse Chronicles: Soulful Writings.

Addictions

In the depths of despair, he's drowning alone,
In the shadows of addiction, his spirit's not shown.
But in the battle for hope, he'll rise and fight,
Till the chains of addiction, no longer hold tight.

Lost in the haze of his darkest nights,
Chasing illusions, chasing highs,
His soul's in chains, his spirit cries,
In the clutches of addiction's lies.

Oh, can you hear the silent plea?
For freedom from this agony.
In the depths of despair, he's crying out,
For a glimmer of hope to erase the doubt.

In the grip of depression, he's trapped in his mind,
Haunted by demons, he can't leave behind.
Every day's a battle, a struggle to survive,
But he's determined to keep the hope alive.

Oh, can you hear the silent plea?
For freedom from this agony.
In the shadows of addiction, he's reaching out,
For a guiding light to dispel the doubt.

Through the tears and the pain, he finds his strength,
In the depths of his soul, a fire's lit at length.
With each step forward, he breaks the chains,
And with courage in his heart, he embraces the change.

A flicker of hope ignites in his soul,
As he starts to rebuild, to regain control.
With each passing day, the light shines bright,
And he knows deep inside, he'll win the fight.

Oh, can you hear the silent plea?
For freedom from this agony.
But now, in the dawn of a brand new day,
He stands tall, proud, and ready to say:

"I've conquered my demons, I've broken free,
From the grip of addiction, I now decree.
Though the journey was tough, I've found my way,
And with hope in my heart, I'll seize the day."

In the depths of despair, he's no longer alone,
In the triumph of hope, his spirit has grown.
For in the battle for freedom, he's emerged with might,
And now, he stands tall, in the victory's light.