Ascend the empty shaky staircase
Abandoned in the falling rain of midnight
Until you can go no further
And then the curtain will fall behind you
Hiding your weakness from the audience
While the sounds of laughter
Drift
Up
And
Away
From your existence
Leaving you
Alone
Tortured
Without
A sense of remorse to ease the pain
And
Quench
Your
Depression.
(9-13-1073)
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