Answer:
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
Used left or right I get to travel over cobblestone or gravel. Used up I vie for sweet success used down I cause men great duress.
I am a food with 5 letters. If you remove the first letter I am a form of energy. Remove two and Iβm needed to live. Scramble the last 3 and you can drink me down.
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
Some people avoid me some people count me some people just consume me
What has hands but canβt clap?