The Man With A Shattered Soul

Alone at night,
He walks the street.
With a black cloak on,
And dragging his feet.

A mask upon his face,
With tears in his eyes.
he despises people,
with dishonesty and lies.

He creeps through the crowds,
As though he doesn't exist.
He tightly holds a picture of his love,
And his journey then persists.

His soul was shattered into a million pieces,
And left upon the floor.
He sits at home all day waiting.....
For his love to come to the door.