Shattered Mad Man

A man has to be broken a several hundred times, sometimes even a thousand. his heart shattered to pieces, sometimes even to dust; dust from his palm vanishing in to the wind that blows him away to the abyss of madness. stripped naked, and humiliated in public. laughed at and spat at. turned down and kicked out. worst of all, even ignored. make him to trust and then break the word, then do it to him all over again. run him over but never punish. Then tell him, he deserved it, charge for it 10 dollars, and add an extra for service tax, make him laugh for all that. push him away so far, to the darkest corners; darkest corners to rot his brains, to mud. so when he finally sees the light, even at the brink of his last breath, comes back to embrace his madness as his blinded eyes open to the truth; he was alive whilst he was the madman.