The fellowship

The fellowship of once strong bonds and ties,
tested through the flames of time and trust,
should this fellowship fail, gone are the hope and trust along.

The fellowship with what seemed perfect to begin with,
filled within themselves funand joys of happy times,
like summer times in our lives, those were the cocktail hours.

The fellowship trailed at the high courts through time,
one failure after another it starts to crumble,
headed to nowhere the fellowship went, one after another, they slowly left.

The fellowship of once tight and faithful bonds,
failed the test of time and trust,
lost are the ties that's once held dear, lsot are the hope of what's so real.

The fellowship have proven that eternity was fallacy,
that somethings cannot be forced nor wished,
that the act of deity powers or powers from above was mere wishful.

The fellowship now experiences a dying consent,
with more than conflicts and misunderstandings,
it stands in the face of hatred and regrets, consumed by rage and sorrows.

The fellowship that once was so free and genuine,
now turned to just a veritable obselete form of double-dealings,
deceitful, feared and cheated, robbed, pretense and smeared, ruined was the path ahead.

The fellowship now stands before a crossroad in time,
of smitherings and parting ways the light shines bright,
of hardship and forgivenss leads the lonely path dark and empty.

The fellowship of once dear and fun,
now begrime with soils of tears, anguish and remorse,
forgiveness seems so tough, regret seems so easy, failure seems ajust.

The fellowship of broken dreams and hope,
left behind scars of deep hurts and aches,
a repetition of past pains and wounds are all that it have brought upon.

The fellowship now faces a last stand for reconciliation,
but none responded to it's cry for need,
but none have made the effort to heed its call, to try once more to make it work.

It seems the fellowship will be broken.. slowly... painful... it will..