In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where promises once danced in the moonlight,
A shadow looms, darkening the heart,
Betrayal’s mark, tearing us apart.

Trust, once a fortress, now lies in ruins,
Echoes of laughter turned to sorrowful tunes,
Eyes that once sparkled with love’s pure light,
Now dimmed by treachery’s cruel bite.

The hands that held, now push away,
Words of comfort, now lead astray,
In the garden where our dreams did grow,
Lies a wasteland, cold winds blow.

Yet in this darkness, a phoenix may rise,
From the ashes of deceit, a soul defies,
Though betrayal scars, it also frees,
A heart reborn, stronger with ease.