Sweet Whispers

Emotions are the cause, pain is the language.
Quiet are my lips, but loud is my anguish.
The torment I experience, knows no end.

Something cherished, is now lost.
My heart melted, like morning frost.
Betrayed by those, who would be called friends.

I dream of a better place, a better time.
Freedom of spirit, peace of mind.
But dreams are mere clouds of ether.

Love is harsh, love is cruel.
Trust is for, idyllic fools.
Sweetly whispered in the ears by a deceiver.