I wrote this a year ago ago while very drunk:

Devastated declaration ripped from the hands

Shattered, scattered, scarred and scared

Hallowed sacrifice that it demands

Dealing death due demons that dared

Sophisticated lies by simple truth betrayed

Beneath battered brow, behind the blue

Doubt ascending through a soul so frayed

Cantankerous cacophony creeping through

Nemesis is manifest within the host

Feelings flow freely from fathoms far

Behold the foe, the friend, one trusted most

Altered apparition amidst, apart

Reeling, changing, adaptation lost

Given good gifts, grateful, gone

Pitiful heart shivers against the frost

Overt oration operated on

Dying declaration in labored whisper wrought

Instinct influences intellect intrinsically

Warriors clash throughout fierce battles fought

Wiles wantonly wielded whimsically

Remind me never to write poetry while drunk.  That was painful to read while sober, ugh...