Beneath the Lies

In the silence of the night, a whisper stirs,

A tale of deceit, a web of lies unfurls.

In the warmth of family, trust did reside,

But beneath the surface, secrets did hide.

A son, with a smile as bright as the sun,

Concealed his struggles, one by one.

His laughter rang out, masking the pain,

As he danced with shadows, his truth in vain.

To his parents, he painted a picture so fair,

Of dreams and ambitions, beyond compare.

But behind closed doors, his heart did ache,

As he battled demons, his spirit at stake.

He lied with every breath, to shield them from sorrow,

But the weight of his secrets, he could not borrow.

For in the depths of his soul, darkness did grow,

And the lies he told, began to take their toll.

His family, unaware of the storm within,

Saw only the facade, the mask so thin.

But as days turned to weeks, and weeks to years,

The cracks began to show, the truth in tears.

One fateful day, the lies could no longer hold,

As the son's fragile facade began to unfold.

His family, shattered by the truth they'd ignored,

Faced the harsh reality, their hearts torn.

For the lies that were told, with good intent,

Had led to a tragedy, they could not prevent.

And in the aftermath, they wept and mourned,

For the son they loved, but never truly known.

So let this be a lesson, a cautionary tale,

Of the dangers of deception, when trust does fail.

For in the end, it's honesty that prevails,

And lies to family, only lead to wails.