The Actor™

The stage is set,
the curtains are drawn.
He stands at the side transfixed;
undaunted by the massive crowd.

The Chorus Sings;
The Muse begins to speak.
He puts on his mask
and starts to take his place.

He teases and he taunts.

He thrills and he charms.

The audience watch in awe,
enthralled by this man -
whose every step exudes confidence,
and whose every word strikes fear.

He teases and he taunts.

He thrills and he charms.

Yet beneath this beautiful disguise,
hides a man which a broken heart
that he's left to nurse by himself.
No one sees, no one hears.

When the curtain falls
and the audience stands to applaud,
He takes one last bow
and slowly makes his way home, alone.

` kAeJ™
21/09/06

Staring into the Abyss,