In the twilight of broken trust, shadows creep,
Through the alleys of a fractured heart, they seep,
Whispers of resentment, in the silence they reside,
Echoes of distaste, where love once thrived.

Beneath the veil of smiles, envy thrives,
In the corridors of memory, anger arrives,
Shadows of spite, in the corners they play,
Fragments of hate, in the light of day.

In the garden of despair, seeds of anger grow,
In the river of sorrow, currents of hate flow,
Silent screams of agony, in the night they roar,
Bitter tears of animosity, forevermore.

Through the storm of emotions, turmoil reigns,
In the fortress of solitude, hatred gains,
Beneath the mask of calm, fury lies in wait,
In the battlefield of love, only hate can sate.