In the garden where laughter bloomed,
A silent shadow crept unseen,
Whispers of trust once sweetly loomed,
Now linger in echoes of what has been.
The sunlit paths we used to tread,
Now dimmed by secrets, cold and stark,
Words unspoken, tears unshed,
In the quiet, the betrayal left its mark.
Promises like fragile glass,
Shattered under the weight of lies,
Friendship’s glow, fading fast,
In the distance, the truth silently cries.
Yet in this broken, silent place,
Hope struggles to find its way,
Amidst the ruins, a new grace,
A chance to mend, to face another day.