The Troubled Man

A man looks on in a forlorn daze;

eyes sunken like a slowly drying sponge

He sits alone at a table,

as mysterious as the closed book before him

His face is alit with emotion,

agony and doubt seeping from his every pore

It's plain to see that his life is as empty and withered

as the wilted flower on the table

This man is the epitome of sadness,

whose life is a dim, waning candle in an otherwise unforgiving world

Speaker: Onlooker

Audience: Anyone who has felt pain in their lives

Message: Despair