Chapter 820
Trail
It seems the true nature
Of all relationships is frail
It doesn't take long
Before they go stale
They may start out
With the force of a gale
It's usually fairly quickly
When they start to fail
What was once sharp and clear
Slowly begins to dull and pale
The more it begins to sink
The faster one tries to bail
The train of love is shaky
Is bound to bounce and derail
What's broken is unfixable
Its end will surely prevail
The product of destruction
Will cause one to wail
Into the relationship's coffin
Time and space drive another nail
Into each other's heart
Resignation does impale
Soon the only results
Are each other to assail
Redemption or thought
Don't help to avail
Such is life's journey
Down love's rocky trail
Nobody