Downfall.

Skies adorned with stars illustrate memories of a better time, Even if couldn't call you mine.
Inquisitive eyes analyze, No trial too unforgiving.
Mix another drink. Unanswered telephones echo, uneasy assumptions etch themselves into play.
Inebriated by a fairy tale; If you must leave my side I wish you well..
And to those of you who remain here, Your selfless actions have been held dear.
Shrouded by enigmatic emotion, encompassed by apathy.
His unfinished sonnet tearing away at hope.
This kinetic storyline is leaving him behind.
A Portrait of shame with only a mirror to blame, Despite the prayers of snuffing out his doubt..Nothing on a list of hopes is crossed out.