Secrets at the Mountain's Edge

In the stillness of the night,

Silent screams, a fading light,

Whispers gathered in the gloom,

Secrets hidden, weaving doom.

Underneath the silver moon,

By the mountains' edge, I stood too soon,

Watching shadows dance in fright,

Beneath the stars, the edge of night.

You did something dark and deep,

A promise made, but never to keep.

Your gaze was cold, your heart was bare,

Yet, I chose to linger there.

With every breath a thousand cries,

I witnessed truth through fading eyes.

The weight of silence, a heavy chain,

I could have spoken, but chose my pain.

I saw what you did, but kept it still,

Your secret safe, a bitter thrill.

Amongst the echoes, the spirits creep,

A haunting memory, a promise to keep.

Shadows embrace what should not be,

In the darkness, you’re still free.

The whispers in the wind are bold,

Telling tales of a heart grown cold.

I stood and watched as the rain fell down,

In every droplet, your hidden crown.

I could have saved him from the fate,

But my silence sealed his door too late.

Now the echoes linger, they won't part,

As shadows close around my heart.

In the depths of night, I still confess,

I saw what you did, and it’s my distress.

Only the stars can witness truth,

In this darkness, we lose our youth.