one word can twist a golden thread
and leave a heart hollowed and bled
a single lie, though soft and small
can tumble kingdoms, shake them all
the smiles that once were wide and true
can fade to shadows, pale in hue
each promise whispered, now in dust
collapses under one small gust
what grows with care, like roots below
can break with storms we cannot know
yet truth, once planted, finds its way
to heal the cracks that words betray
