A Broken Man

A Broken Man Standing in the shadows as the rain fills my shoes watching my breath like smoke as I warm my hands. I watch the crowds walk by without a sideward’s glance at the man in the dark with no umbrella. Life has no meaning to a man who has lost it all, to a man who caused his own destruction. The cheating and lying has caught me and now is consuming me with each passing day. The man who had it all now begs on the streets with no feelings of worthlessness, no feelings at all. When you live at the top, the bottom is a long way down and when you finally reach it the impact is deadly. The women and money filled my head with a false reality my happiness was at home with my wife and kids. Now my home is the streets hiding in the shadows waiting for my final days and begging them to hurry up.