In shadows where whispers softly tread,
Lies weave their threads of deceit,
Promises spoken, hearts misled,
Truth lost in a tangled sheet.

A smile painted on lips so wide,
Hiding secrets, a cleverly crafted guise,
Beneath the surface, the truth does hide,
In the silent void where honesty dies.

Words spoken like a gentle breeze,
Yet carrying the weight of false belief,
In the echo of deceit, hearts freeze,
Bound by the chains of hidden grief.

Yet hope flickers in the darkest night,
For truth, like dawn, will rise again,
Piercing through the veil of lies,
To set free the soul from its hidden pain.