Photo by Malvestida on Unsplash
In shadows cast by screens, a silent storm,
Whispers of desire, hearts adrift, forlorn.
Tales of passion, tangled webs they weave,
Yet beneath the surface, hearts ache and grieve.
A world unfiltered, where fantasies entwine,
Innocence lost, a price paid, a steep incline.
Reflections shattered, intimacy misled,
Porn's grip tightens, leaving souls misled.
Seeking solace, healing light to find,
Breaking chains that bind, a heart maligned.
Reclaiming truth, in whispers soft and true,
Restoring love, as fractured hearts renew.
Let empathy guide, as healing tears descend,
To mend the wounds, and brokenness transcend.
For in the depths of darkness, light can glow,
Restoring what's been damaged, hearts will grow.


Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.