Clouds cover the skies, Rain pulls at your eyes, But nothing hurts as much As little words turned lies.

They came like petals, soft and light, Whispers in the hush of night, Promising the kind of truth That even silence dared not fight.

You held them close, you let them bloom, Wove them into every room Your breath, your skin, your hopeful spine, Not knowing rot would come in time.

Clouds cover the skies, Rain pulls at your eyes, But nothing breaks the heart Like a gentle voice that dies.

It wasn’t the storm or the thunder’s scream, Not the shattering of a fragile dream It was the way the smallest phrase Could burn through days and strip you clean.

So now you walk, a quieter soul, Each footstep searching for control, But still you flinch when someone tries To offer love in lullaby.

Clouds cover the skies, Rain pulls at your eyes, And deep inside, a silence cries For little words turned lies.