Stalemate

STALEMATE

When trust is a bust, relationships rust,

Assumptions gust where doubt is a must,

Dreams turn to dust, cruel intentions are just, and as tough as Earth’s crust.

When suspicions run wild love is beguiled

Emotions get riled and actions go on trial

Charges are filed feelings are piled

Passions turn mild and patronizingly styled

When accusations fall like hail  in a pail

And words blow like a gale to a snail

Good intentions fail love goes off the rail

All efforts soon pale as friendships grow stale