The Fragile Man

The Fragile Man - by Paul McCann 

The man behind the glass ,
if anyone should ask ,
is shattered .
The glass broke 
and no one saw the smoke .
He struggled for a breath .
The whole world had gone deaf .
No one heard what he felt .
The glass began to melt 
as he embraced himself .
His state of mental health was 
opaque and disturbed .
In the room he reserved , on 
the floor up above , was 
silent and unloved ,
But in time ,
all things pass , 
for people  made of  glass.