A sheet of originality compressed in-between
The recognitions took a steep curve deep
In installments self-my love frayed
As I fought the world jaded.

Nothing works you see
The knob of trust is hollowed for all to peek
Eaten away by the venom of distrust
It's best to not get flummoxed.

Shades of pain forever change
Hues are phased in eccentric ways
Ignored whatever didn't matter
Seemed to have lost the art of banter
Seriousness is my cloak 
To safeguard against the unknown.

Lost within the walls of faith 
Haphazard are my planned ways
Yet, the efforts don't cease
In fulfilling where I need to be.