* fool arise *
Raking through the rubble
Where my heart should be
Demolished by some home truths
I spoke of to myself
Such a surge of despair
Breathing taken in uneven gasps
A choking strangling emotion
As if all my body toxic
Emotions been given physical form
Throat is hard and constricted
Feel my entire face slip down
Edges of mouth drop and curl
Forehead wear a permanent defeated frown
All the greatness and duty done
Cannot hide this humiliation
From the one from which should be hid
From yourself the foolish clown
Who had thought it mattered what he did.
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