Every whisper’s a secret, every glance is a tale,
in the silence between us, my trust starts to fail.
I decode every message, seek truths that might lie,
in the echoes of laughter, in the way they say goodbye.
I’ve searched through the shadows on their skin in the dark,
hunting scents of betrayal, every potential mark.
I follow like a phantom, where suspicion flows,
through the veins of our love where the poison doubt grows.
They’re cheating, they’re leaving, in whispers, they’re gone,
in every text that pings, in every late night song.
I’m tethered to fears that they can’t see,
they call it madness, but I call it clarity.
I listen through walls, track steps in the hall,
their denials are loud, but the signs are too small.
They plead innocence with eyes wide,
but in the world of my fears, I see a darker side.
So call me crazy, say I’ve lost my mind,
but in the spaces you forget, it’s truth I find.
They’re mine, yes they’re lying, in this love that constrains,
in the cage of my making, where my heart remains chained.