In the quietest corners of a broken heart,
Lies the whisper of promises torn apart.
A gentle facade, a smile so sly,
Hiding the truth beneath a watchful eye.

In moonlit nights where shadows play,
Deception dances in a cruel ballet.
Trust once woven, now frayed and thin,
A silent scream beneath the skin.

The echoes of laughter, now bitter and cold,
Stories of love that were never told.
In every glance, a thousand lies,
A tangled web where honesty dies.

Yet in the silence, a truth remains,
The heart endures through all its pains.
For even in betrayal’s darkest night,
Hope flickers gently, yearning for light.