In the mirror of deceit, the mask is worn,
A charming smile that hides the storm.
Words like daggers, cutting deep,
In a realm where shadows creep.
Promises whispered, sweet as wine,
A love so pure, a heartâs confine.
Yet beneath the surface, darkness grows,
In the silence, pain overflows.
The world sees only a perfect facade,
Unaware of the soul thatâs scarred.
Gaslight flickers, truth denied,
In the labyrinth of lies, where dreams have died.
Strength is found in the broken seams,
The heart awakens from its dreams.
From the ashes, a phoenix rise,
No longer bound by deceitful ties.