Faces take shape; curves mould clothes

Discussions dissolve of the classmates we loathe

Interest re-awakens when Birthdays approach

Until soon too much contact seems to pry or encroach

We ponder on times when our lives shared a track

Detours ran close; we were just shy of a pact

Bonding proves simple among the ignorant youth

We had no need to question or formulate our views

We delve back into our youthful state

Politics? Philosophy?

We masticate

Deliberate

And realize we don't relate

Not to our old selves; not to our old friends

No solid bond forms around purposeless trends

How naive? How uninsightful could we have been?

To assume our desires would remain, time and again

We were blanketed in assurance of steadfast bonds

Never waning despite lacking challenging response

We relished in time that seemed placid and relenting

Now time seems menacing; deserving of resenting

We re-centre; "Heel" to the cynicism that ensues

Politics? Philosophy?

We deliberate anew

Reconstrue

And realize they're worth pursuit

So just as old models need inevitable upgrade

We conclude that new experiences are a valuable trade

We compartmentalize those memories and embrace the new

Wondering whether one day our paths will realign with an old few

I listen; I focus

On the fan; on its drone

Try to listen; try to focus

They have a plan; they'll make you hone

In on the unpleasantries

The thoughts that seek debate

They poke about obtrusively 

A civil war - a gap is bait

In unguarded spaces, they enter and prod

Man down! Man down!

Regret and Abandonment relentlessly trod

Fear and Unknown envelop and squeeze

Reason is engulfed

It must surrender or it must flee

Resentment feels no need for stealth

I choke on Irrationality

I identify with Defeat

Am I to blame, Causality?

Or shall I blame Circumstances; blame Genes for my retreat?

I need the drone - to calm; to settle

A base camp of renewal

But their soldiering is impeccable

An immensely uneven duel

I indulge in Pity; I wander around Unfairness

I make no attempt to defend

Am I struck by the emotions or purely the awareness

That I'm overcome by fears I can't comprehend?

Tiredness rolls in as I battle the Thoughts

With sleep as my ally, I grapple with Calm

I welcome tiredness - undeserved - had I fought?

Calm tugs and it struggles but I'm suddenly re-armed

I listen; I focus

On the fan; on the drone

I try to listen; I try to focus

On making this place Hope and Contentment's home