For years I held her close within my heart,
Believing in the truth her eyes bespoke.
Her laughter, bright and pure, a guiding star,
Led me through shadows, past the fears of night.
Yet now, a veil is lifted from my sight,
The mask she wore now crumbles into dust.

Her words, once sweet as summer’s gentle breeze,
Are laced with venom, hidden fangs revealed.
Each smile, each tender touch, a practiced act,
A charade woven with deceptive care.
Her kindness, just a cloak for dark intent,
Two faces turned to face me, cold and stark.

I stand within the ruins of my trust,
The echoes of her falsehoods ringing clear.
No longer can I cling to shattered dreams,
Her truth, a poisoned chalice, laid to bare.
What solace can I find in knowing this,
That all I held so dear was but a lie?

Yet in this bitter dawn of harshest light,
A strength emerges from the pain endured.
For now I see the world with clearer eyes,
No longer blinded by her hollow charms.
In truth’s embrace, I rise from broken bonds,
To seek a path unshadowed by deceit.

Through healing’s gentle touch, I find my way,
And in the ashes, see new growth arise.
The seeds of hope, once buried deep in dark,
Now reach toward the sun with fervent grace.
A future bright awaits, with trust possibilities maybe regained,
A journey to a life where love is true and the actress is recast.