Where Did It All Go Wrong?

Where did it all go wrong?
Where did the string start to fray?
"It won't be long,"
They all say.
But this started forever ago,
And the tension is building.
It's far to late to say no,
And words are like swords for the wielding.
Is this what love means?
The hurting and harming of things?
A tree falls the way it leans,
And a cycle continues in rings.
It's to late to say things are going to break,
Because everything's already broken.
And everyone is awake,
But there's nothing left to be spoken.
So where did it go wrong?
And when can we go back to when this was right?
There's nothing left to prolong,
And we won't go down without a fight.