In the quiet corners where shadows play,
Echoes of trust softly decay.
Promises woven in threads of light,
Unravel in the silent night.

Hands once open, now slowly close,
A heart once warm, now only froze.
Words that danced like gentle rain,
Now fall heavy, leaving a stain.

Eyes that sparkled with hidden dreams,
Now dimmed by deceit’s cruel schemes.
A story told in whispered sighs,
Of broken wings and silent cries.

Yet from the ashes of betrayal’s fire,
Rise the embers of new desire.
To trust again, to hope, to mend,
To find in darkness, a faithful friend.