Fading Blueprint

Building a space to protect your soul
Requires some introspection.
Friends, critiques, foes, and events
Are not so much a consolation.
The walls begin to rise
The rigidity high
The structure starts to crumble.
The friendship that grew to support it all
Rotting the core pillars instead.
Replacing trust with deceit
Replacing freedom with boundaries
The structure is built again.
Friends turn foes and foes turn friends
It's most intoxicating.
Security crashes into doubt
Courtesy into chores
It is most excruciating
Solid shiny steel replaced by ferrous molds
Brittle and begin swaying.
The break is imminent
The loss apparent
The cynicism disheartening.
The optimists' smile
Turning sour in mind
Masking a faith so disconcerting.
Protecting the soul
No longer the goal
We expose it to chill n rain.
Till it festers hope
And corrodes plans
And makes you question your gain.

--Shivangi Vyasulu