In shadows deep, where light is lost,
There dwells a soul, a tempest tossed.
A cousin's heart, a parasitic bloom,
A darkness veiled beneath a deceptive gloom.
Within their eyes, a twisted dance,
A consuming presence, an eerie trance.
Like a leech, they feed on souls,
Their essence drains, their essence stole.
Beneath their smile, a hidden snare,
A toxic charm that ensnares the unaware.
Their words a poison, dripping with deceit,
Luring victims close, in their web they entreat.
They thrive on chaos, their heart a void,
Sucking joy and love, leaving dreams destroyed.
A darkness, unrelenting, clings to their core,
Leaving others shattered, longing for more.
But amidst the darkness, a glimmer remains,
A flicker of hope that defies the chains.
For in understanding, we can strive,
To shine a light, help them to revive.
Though their path may seem eternally grim,
We can find compassion, not letting love dim.
For even the darkest souls yearn to be free,
To break the chains that bind, to find harmony.
So let us not judge, but extend a hand,
To guide them gently, help them understand.
That in their core, a light can still reside,
And their parasitic ways can subside.
For within the deepest abyss, there's a chance,
To redeem a lost soul with a second glance.
May your cousin find solace, break free from despair,
And embrace the light, leaving darkness behind, aware.
