Beautiful Masks and Cruel Hearts

Whispers in the shadows, a tale to unfold,

Beautiful faces, but hearts made of cold.

Cruelty drips like rain from above,

In a world full of masks, searchin' for love.

You smile like the sunrise,

But your eyes tell a story of night,

Sweet words dance on your lips,

While they hide what’s not right.

Tread carefully, dear heart,

Through the thorns of your grace,

In a garden of beauty,

Lies wickedness dressed in lace.

They can charm with desire,

Lead you down a dark road,

But truth is a fire,

That whispers in cold code.

Oh, lovely deceivers, your beauty's a curse,

Draped in soft velvet, yet cruel and terse.

Caught in a longing, but love turns to pain,

When hearts wear their armor like a dangerous chain.

Chasing the echoes of laughter so bright,

But shadows fall deeper in the absence of light.

You paint a portrait of joy, a whimsical ruse,

While tenderness breaks beneath heavy hues.

They can play with your trust,

Like strings on a stage,

But behind the facade,

Lies a dark hidden rage.

Oh, lovely deceivers, your beauty's a curse,

Draped in soft velvet, yet cruel and terse.

Caught in a longing, but love turns to pain,

When hearts wear their armor like a dangerous chain.

But maybe there’s light at the end of this road,

A whisper of kindness, a heart not by load.

Let the truth fall like petals,

And shatter these chains,

For beauty that’s real is

What love truly gains.

So I’ll seek through the shadows,

Find the glimmer that’s bright,

And learn to love gently,

The hearts anchored in light.