The Broken Man 2k10
O spectators come not one,
come not all.
For alcohol drown out his
faintest of calls.
No safty nets pamper his
falls.
Behind the scenes 'tis no act,
though fact.
Not seen, the seemingly defeated
and much depleted broken man.
Yea, an utterly indefinite free faller.
Not ere has he felt
so broken nor felt e'er smaller.
A fee thou need not pay!
Justice says the show shall be
closed today,
as 'twas yesterday and every day.
The curtains shall not be drawn;
He is far too withdrawn.
Hark! Inner demons are herd viciously
growling and howling.
Though the presence of demons
though not he evil.
A civil war wages deeply within
himself;
Shards the remnats of his whilom
self.
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