Dead Friendship

Time passes so fast and changes so much,
I knew you before, now I know you no more.
From crawling to walking to using a crutch,
From baby to soldier to jester to bore.

Dim and dark is the path of the ailing,
The only end to that road is the bier.
Friendship is good when the ship is smooth-sailing,
Friendship is better when rough seas are here.

Long it seems at the start of the tale,
All friends swear loyalty, love and cheer.
Soon after, the trail becomes only pale.
Before long, the end of the story is near.

Angels in heaven look down while weeping,
Demons abound where friendships lie dead.
Hearts that were heated now are sleeping,
Apathy is the name of their ice-cold bed.