In shadows deep, where secrets lie,
The heart begins to question why.
With every glance, and every sigh,
Trust’s fragile threads begin to tie.

A whispered word, a broken vow,
The mind replays the where and how.
The past intrudes, won’t disavow,
And trust is shaken, here and now.

Through misty nights, and cloudy days,
The heart seeks truth in tangled ways.
Each step is cautious, each word a maze,
In the labyrinth of trust’s delays.

Yet hope remains, a distant star,
To mend the wounds, to heal the scar.
For trust once lost, can wander far,
But with love’s light, can find where we are.