In whispers of the night, the shadows creep,
Secrets buried where the heart should keep.
A tangled web spun with threads of lies,
Beneath the surface, a hidden guise.

The glimmer of truth fades in dimming light,
As trust shatters in the coldest night.
Promises broken, like fragile glass,
Reflecting the past that we cannot pass.

A dance of deceit, steps masked in charm,
Yet deeper wounds inflict the heart with harm.
The echoes linger, haunting the soul,
As honesty slips away, leaving a hole.

Redemption calls from distant shores,
Yet the tide of guilt forever roars.
In silence, we ponder the choices made,
As shadows of truth slowly fade.