In shadows deep, where trust is frail,
Hearts open wide, yet often fail.
Kindness given, met with cold disdain,
A silent tear, a hidden pain.

Promises made, like fragile glass,
Shattered dreams, as moments pass.
Beneath the smiles, intentions twist,
A cruel game, in the darkened mist.

The gentle hand that once was kind,
Now leaves a scar, a troubled mind.
In the night, the echoes call,
Of trust betrayed, of faith’s great fall.

Yet in the dawn, a strength is found,
To rise above, to stand unbound.
For in each heart, a fire burns bright,
To heal, to love, to reclaim the light.