Prompt:

Tara: “I trusted you..but you lied!

Nikolai: Why did you trust me, when others said don’t? You can’t even keep your own secret,..yet you expect me to keep it? Should I be the one to be blamed? Or the traitor…Herself?

In a realm of shattered trust they stand,
Tara's voice quivers, on barren land.
"I trusted you, but you chose to deceive!
Oh, how your lies my wounded heart bereave."

Nikolai's gaze, cold and questioning, meets 
her eyes,
"Why trust me when others warned, their 
doubts arise?
You can't keep your own secrets hidden 
deep,
Yet demand me to bear them, secrets to 
keep."

Should blame fall on me for this bleak strife?
Or perhaps, dear Tara, you're the traitor in 
life?
Accusations weave a tapestry of despair,
A poem of betrayal, a woeful affair.

Broken trust, a void that echoes through 
their souls,
As darkness descends, consuming all that 
consoles.
Deception's venom, a poison that lingers,
Echoes of betrayal, haunting as cold 
fingers.

Amidst the desolation, hope fades away,
No redemption in sight, just shades of gray.
For in the depths of anguish, hearts remain 
torn,
Honesty and forgiveness, but illusions 
forlorn.

These verses paint a portrait of the grim,
Where wounds fester and spirits grow dim.
No healing in sight, no friendship's flame to 
restore,
Only the bleakness of trust forevermore.