Beneath the smiling mask, a heart in chains,
Each whispered word a dagger, each touch a stain.
The world sees love, but behind closed doors,
Lies a battlefield of silent wars.
Promises wrapped in thorns, dreams turned to dust,
Trust shattered, left to decay in rust.
Eyes that once sparkled, now dim with fear,
A voice thatâs silenced, no one to hear.
Nights filled with tears, days drenched in dread,
Wounds that bleed words left unsaid.
The cage of love, a prison of lies,
Hope flickers, but often dies.
Yet within the heart, a spark remains,
A whisper of freedom through all the pains.
To break the chains, to find the light,
To reclaim the soul, to rise and fight.