In the heart’s quiet chambers, shadows loom,
Whispers of betrayal echo in the gloom.
Trust once given, now a guarded flame,
Love’s pure essence, tarnished by blame.
Eyes that once sparkled with undying belief,
Now reflect the pain, the silent grief.
Words of comfort, now tainted and cold,
Stories of trust, in fragments retold.
The bridge of trust, fragile and thin,
Wobbles beneath the weight of sin.
Each step, a test of faith and hope,
Struggling to find a way to cope.
Yet within the darkness, a flicker remains,
A chance to heal these invisible chains.
With patience, love, and timeâs gentle touch,
Trust may be mended, though it hurts so much.