Story From An Impoverished Heart 2

I fade into shadows of loneliness, And disappear where the darkness now falls. Silence I seek, not from reclusiveness, Rather a guise when the emptiness calls. How long the prisoner of sanity? Humbled by the still coldness of the play. The twists and turns of its insanity. When the dark of night took over the day. Left in a puzzled realm of confusion. As pieces lay broken, scattered about. Sudden fragileness of my illusion. When the audience of despair walked out How quiet the hall when a play withdrawals. This empty domain where my heart now sprawls.