Elegy of Toxic

In the heart of shadows, you dwelled,  
a specter woven from whispers  
and bitter laughter.  

Once a flame—brighter than the sun,  
you shone with reckless abandon,  
then turned to ash with every word unspoken,  
every promise that fell like rain on parched soil.  

We danced in your haze,   
breathless and blind to the poison petals unfurling;  
each moment sweetened by your intoxicating embrace—  
but love became chains forged in silence;    
no one could hear their clinking echoes beneath our joy.

You wore toxicity like perfume,   
clung to it as if it were life itself;    
the spirals of smoke entwined us tightly—     
how easily we lost sight of morning light!  

Stillness crept into corners once vibrant:    
laughter gave way to heavy sighs—and yet…      
even now I mourn what was left unsaid:      
sharp tongues that cut deeper than knives
finding solace in raw edges.   

And those moments — when clarity flickered —       
will linger too long upon scarred hearts       
where memories dance against dereliction’s waltz.
Toxicity taught me resilience under duress;        
cradled my pain until numbness felt normal.    

Only darkness knows what you surrendered—          
the spirit dimmed under weighty expectations because,
in loving shadows, I learned this truth:         
nothing thrives where light cannot tread.         

So here lies an elegy not for the loss alone     
but for lessons carved into scars—the beauty           
found amongst remnants of devastation's kiss.     

Farewell then to only memory’s residue -            
let blooms rise from chaos though they tremble at roots!    
For even amidst this somber tone, we're reborn anew,
as blossoms reforge strength through cracks in concrete's tomb.

Your legacy lingers still but
destiny calls forth step by step;
I gather breath,
tender reminders transform into power—
goodbye toxic glow,
hello dawn breaking bright again.