Though as cowardly as it seems.
A man detested from past, neglectance.

Deters the compass....

Where joy's dispair collides at ease
Among this broken fleece.

Shattered dreams foretold
From days of old.

Delusions Fated slip softly
Out his reach.

Acquired, no challenge
Falsely resembling a
humble redemption.

Regardless distorting thee image
...