Spoiled Cries with Deeper Cries — Jaded

Risen from the ashes built by the pawnings and landings of past,
future, and current events.
Not a thing learned, not a thing earned, but the bypassings of others,
tarnishing them with backstabbing approaches and a spoiled hail of
cries.
It ran on for years upon years,
diluting the best joy of them,
grounding them in a deep depression.
With sadness and cries,
my mental state is melting into a boiling cry.