The Unforgiving End

I still can see the feeling,
The way we used to laugh and play,
Maybe it's best to leave us reeling,
From what we thought was okay.

Carving our names in the bark,
While the tree of life came crashing down,
Oh how suddenly has it became dark,
How quickly doubt has found.

A reasonable doubt has gave us trial,
The court listens to our endless cries,
But every word was machined to defile,
All the jury could hear were lies.

Where we said we had all we needed,
We meant it only half-hearted,
We stepped too far from where we seeded,
Our roots are too far to finish what we started.

Up-rooted by our own wishes from Hell,
Hopes to be more than we could fake,
A dream to be all that we could well,
When every word was on the take.

We were bribed on our own ambition,
To find something that we could hold as real,
Something other than another flat-lined inhibition,
Something that no thief could ever steal.

The last thing we needed was bad news,
In memory of what we used to call friend,
Just another wound to cauterize and bruise,
In the unforgiving end.